Napalm Death Deceiver歌词

Climb the ladder, your security Upward social mobility Consume the lies "It's what you need" Vicious circle of mindless greed Where is your success gained from? What of the lives you're shat upon? Caught in the web you'll play the game An artifi

Pent up and chewed up at a fleeting glance Misconstrued in the mood for assistance Flames fanned with compliance We all have fallen foul And forced the striking hand Indiscriminate and loathe To now backtrack - see red and fight fast Punishment is so

Taking beauty from Rabbits eyes. Real beauty is denied. Sacrificed Spiky hair makes Rabbits cry. One day soon, you will fucking die ! 专辑:Scum 歌手:Napalm Death 歌曲:Sacrificed

Unchallenged Hate - Dying Fetus (Napalm Death Cover) 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 th

There is a fascist inside of you, controlling your life and what you do. Fascist control. There is a fascist inside your head, controlling your mind until you're dead. Fascist control. 专辑:Scum 歌手:Napalm Death 歌曲:Control

In your mind Nothing but fear You can't face life Or believe death's near A vision of life On television screens An existance created From empty dreams Hide behind T.V. Hide behind life You should be living But you only survive Life holds nothing But

Analysis paralysis If you are looking for the guilty ones We only need to look in a mirror Facing our reflections we are scarred - scarred but immune To our negative impact on others We scream at the wall and turn away from the advice That might make

What I see is what I be I shall point creel in body in torture And for what's and for what's? What I see is what I be I shall point beat in body in torture Dared the shredded time And for what's, and for what's? And find my mind tram intent The deep,

[Mitch Harris / Greenway] What do I have to do for once to make the mark? What do I have to say to register a point? Overtaken - all desire and no connections. I recall these friends in tune Never would they stoop so low And turn on those who built t