Тексты песен «Napalm Death»

Feel my hate for you and your kind, for the shit you believe in your minds. You feel nothing - you just lied to me. You have no emotions - just satisfied smiles. Abattoir Your mind is like an abattoir You used me...

Feel my hate for you and your kind, for the shit you believe in your minds. You feel nothing - you just lied to me. You have no emotions - just satisfied smiles. Abattoir Your mind is like an abattoir You used me like a...

Speculate freely begrudge me intensely Lacking a conscience lacking intelligence Lesser than nothing Lower than everything As you drain our vitality To a mundane reality A form of therapy Without compensation A vague...

No way forward or back, in stalemate, we stagnate, life cycle is an = automation, instinctively, we race to get ahead? And now our virgin minds are raped. = Another insignificance to join the rat race. Self indulgence...

No way forward or back, in stalemate, we stagnate, life cycle is an automation, instinctively, we race to get ahead? And now our virgin minds are raped. Another insignificance to join the rat race. Self indulgence...

Thoughts, ideas, hopes, ambitions Sincere in declaration Or merely token gestures? Think for a minute... The pressures we emphasize Are pressures we all have to bear And opinions and feelings we should be able to...

I've slipped the noose, the shackles are off. My maturity fixation outshines. It's go for broke and fuck it all, with head held higher (than thou) I am the man that used to care. Who was I then? So quizzical with...

Someone wants me dead From the neck and upwards Rope weaved by these hands Box of my toils Coerced, dazed by a sucker punch Reeling, believing that these are the dues Someone wants me dead From the neck and upwards...

Sanitize To blitz every lasting stain Turning fashioned... Heads turn Heads to marvel at plastic landscapes Heads to fill a vacuum of synthesized grace Globalise In continuum to equalise Turning littered.....

Pushed aside the feelings Jeopardizing all Caught the chain reaction Rolling with the fall Forget the friendship The points made loud and clear Where was the kinship For which we endear? Soulless execution Mixing...

Admiration's one thing Lucid submission another Our gracious heads of state Our vacuous heads of state Kings and queens, order of the leech Majesty? Don't patronize me Several hundred years of burden Taken for a ride,...

оригинал: Sepultura Total eclipse hides the earth The night of doom has come Antichrist soldiers are proclaimed To send souls to the hell Catastrophe and destruction Mankind is slaughtered without mercy Suphul...

Gut level, below it all Out of duty, just here Feeling like a knife's being twisted In the hole of how it is False hope, an inch of pride that died When I left to hide From a non stop battering Of conditioned opinion...

Gut level, below it all. Out of duty - just here. Feeling like a knife's being twisted in the hole of how it is. False hope, an inch of pride that died when I left to hide from non = stop battering of conditioned...

Gut level, below it all. Out of duty - just here. Feeling like a knife's being twisted in the hole of how it is. False hope, an inch of pride that died when I left to hide from non stop battering of conditioned...

Gut level, below it all. Out of duty - just here. Feeling like a knife's being twisted in the hole of how it is. False hope, an inch of pride that died when I left to hide from non stop battering of conditioned opinion...

Murderers, stoop up the cry Stoop much lower than thou Flush out militant vermin Revenge won't stain virginal gowns Ulterior exterior Bucks your state, it's inferior Ulterior exterior Justice minded from afar...

A vision of life Where together we walk Unbound from an existence Of fear and pain The key to which Is self-contained External freedom Must evolve from liberation within To gain respect And see the qualities in all...

A chronic complaint of dimness Prevails your profound ideology A romantic vision of a "master race" Attained through coercive forms of authority Your observance is negligence If you see the threat from different...

[Music : Napalm Death] [Lyrics: Nick Bullen, Justin Broadrick] An easy scapegoat for your blame, Racial hatred, a creed of shame. Unclean Your 'Master Race', ideals are fucked, Your 'New Britain' will not include us...