Napalm Death - From Enslavement To Obliteration

Artist: Napalm Death
Release: From Enslavement To Obliteration


1. Evolved As One

Your pride
Why should your pride be so restricted?
Restricted to a mere fraction of this earth
This earth from which we have all evolved
This earth where all of its people are downtrodden
Downtrodden by all those who stand to prosper from exploitation
Downtrodden by those whose slime infests your weak minds
Your weak minds
Your weak minds
Your weak minds….

2. It's A M.A.N.S. World

Female subservience
To impervious male dominance
Male subservience to the country’s defence

It’s a man’s world
So you’d better act like one!

God give me strength
Women suck my length
Enemy do you have the balls
To challenge my masculinity?

Just discard your sensitivity
And you’ll play the part well

Cunt-born some more
To be big and strong like daddy
Drill them to perpetuate
Into the ultimate form of stupidity

3. Lucid Fairytale

Delude yourself with the notion
That life’s viewed defiantly through your eye
Subconsciously following the flock
From which appearance is the only exemption

The stagnant illusion of change
Concealed behind your disguise

What’s perspicuous on the surface is artificial inside
When views are merely symbolic of an image you hide behind

The stagnant illusion of change
Concealed behind your disguise

4. Private Death

On your own again, trapped alive in your grave
You’re gonna die wasted, no way to be saved

Private death, private death
Private death, you’re dead again
Private death, private death
Private death, you’re fucking dead

No point in fighting, your life is already lost
Try to escape, you’re nailed to the cross

Private death, private death
Private death, dead again
Private death, private death
Private death, you’re fucking dead

5. Impressions

A shroud of insecurity surrounds my every move
Actions reflect upon the response they receive

A sense of insecurity prevents my instincts being followed
Fear lies in my openness
Meeting rejection from the crowd

Why should I feel trapped?
Why should I hold back?
Why can’t I break free?

6. Unchallenged Hate

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 cultures
We’re all in this sinking ship
All of us together

Where does the white man stand?
Where does the black man stand?
Where do we all fucking stand?

Knee deep in shit!

Look into yourself and you’ll find the real oppressor
To a life of unchallenged hate
It’s you who’s the….!

7. Uncertainty Blurs The Vision

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 life
Forms the spark which strikes the light

When so minimal the loss
How great be the risk in reaching out and reclaiming our souls?

But until we overcome the uncertainty in our fellow man
The vision of hope remains an illusion

8. Cock-Rock Alienation

Capitalism, racism, sexism
The foundations of cock-rocking idealism

Exploiting, sucking, manipulating
The wisdom of a starry-eyed nation

Making idols out of assholes
Raunchy, hunky machismo type fools
Who cares if they’ve got no brains
Just give us tits and tools!

Fantasy? Reality?
Distinction? Satisfaction?

We love it when you feed us shit
We’re so stuck in our dreamworld
Let’s forget all your problems
And get into the groove!

Fantasy? Reality?
Distinction? Satisfaction?

9. Retreat To Nowhere

A clash of eyes, resets my mind
Perhaps this time

Retreat to nowhere
Retreat to nowhere

A social skill that I lack holds me back

Retreat to nowhere
Retreat to nowhere

10. Think For A Minute

Thoughts, ideas, hopes, ambitions
Sincere in declaration
Or merely token gestures?

Think for a minute…

The pressures we emphasise
Are pressures we all have to bear
And opinions and feelings we should be able to share

But are we slowly crawling up our own arse?

Has the influence drawn from positive expression
Now lost its strength to external tips on fashion?

And if our music serves as a means of communication
Why should so much emphasis stem from competition?

Slow down and think…

Are our hearts still there?
Is enthusiasm burning?
Has integrity surpassed
The stage of reviving?

11. Display To Me

Domesticate me
Into your ideal creation
Fondle me
When in need of attention

Brutalise me
As a target for your aggression

Inject me
With your putrid diseases
Stretch my senses
Beyond the peak of insanity

Why practice methods of prevention
When I can pay for your hideous mistakes?

Blind me with cosmetic filth
To form the mask that hides your guilt
Insecure, uncaring clowns
Your dolled-eyes don’t see
The suffering I’ve prolonged
For your wretched vanity

Chew on my flesh
With perverted lust
Display to me
The depths of your compassion

As you excrete
My digested corpse
Into the shit-pan
My place of rest

12. From Enslavement To Obliteration

Commited to a life of slavery
In the factories our own hands have built
Where we must work twice the graft
Before gaining the goods we’ve already slogged to create

To consume all things material
Stands above human compassion
As we compete with our fellow man
In the bid for a stronger position

In our ruthless search for prosperity
We become the tools of our own oppression
Forming the backbone of a society
That thrives on mass division

From enslavement to obliteration

13. Blind To The Truth

Behind the transition
Lies a sense of ambiguity

Why hide behind the truth of what you are?

Your character becomes distorted
In the quest for an identity

Why hide behind the truth of what you are?

14. Social Sterility

Time for my omittance
From a sterile existence
Where the weekend pays homage
To stereotypical perpetuation

Must inebriate my senses
Into a state of delirium
Before I turn to the meat-rack
For my pineal selection

Apathy spreads
In unison with social disease
A scourge that infests
The cattle markets of youth

Unconscious, just promiscuous
Deprived of self-respect
In the selling of their bodies
All emotions dead!

Thoughts absorbed
Lost in sense of direction
It’s time to sit down
And reassess my course of action

15. Emotional Suffocation

So this ordeal we’re subjected to
Is all part of being in love?
Two minds of intense confusion
Contained in feelings of spite and mistrust

The closer one of us tries to get
The further the other seems to move

Tangled in trapped emotions
Can’t face the prospect of rejection
Uncertainty arouses suspicion
Of your mind I want possession

I try to be honest with you
But are you being honest with me?

16. Practice What You Preach

Preaching secondhand ideas
Tried and tested subjects rear

Practise what you preach

A moral attitude you think they lack
Lacks in you when you turn your back

Practise what you fucking preach!

Taking all that you can get
Forgetting everything you’ve said

But was it really meant?

17. Inconceivable

Outright in my thinking
And refusal in accepting
How a word so mundane as sexism
Could in some way relate to me

But as I look inside myself I see…

Opinions are somewhat blurred in conception
Passive thoughts become impassive obsessions

And I find I have the ability…

To manipulate those gullible to my persuasion
With deceitful words and actions
Channelled into one dimensional emotions

Not take persons trust under false pretension

Outright in my thinking
And refusal in accepting
How a word so mundane as sexism
Could in some way relate to me

But as I look inside myself I see the contradictions

18. Worlds Apart

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19. Obstinate Direction

Premature is our response
To the apathy we’re allegedly fighting
When the only voice we seem to share
Is the one of infantile back-biting

As once broken-down barriers
Are gradually being recreated
We neglect our main purpose
And allow ourselves to be segregated

As we slowly fall apart
Divided by bitchery

In a bated breath
Who mentioned the word ‘unity’?

20. Mentally Murdered

Your aspirations, unable to stretch
Beyond the barriers of what’s expected
As the free thought you were born with
Becomes externally polluted

Lose sight of your ideals
In their brainwashing institutions
Predetermine your values
To befit your substandard existence
Discouraging creativity
To aim for empty ambitions

Living up to others’ expectations
Takes hold of your assiduity

Mentally murdered!

Always up to the mark
Set the wheels in motion
A fake sense of security
From your invariable position

Sinking in the crowd
A face minus expression
A mouth that echoes words
Recycled from tradition

Your only contentness
Is in living a lie

Mentally murdered!

Do you possess the strength
To re-create your own life?

21. Sometimes

Sometimes when inattentive
I become confused by my own actions
Slow to see in myself
The faults I’m quick to see in others

Barricaded with problems
I try to hide my face
By submitting my strength
To a mind-destroying substance

But why do I run
When it’s myself I try to escape?
Why don’t I possess the strength
To learn from my mistakes?

The only way to overcome your fears
Is to look them in the eye!

To be aware of one’s faults
Is essential if they’re to be corrected
When you lack the desire to change
The anguish becomes abundant

22. Make Way

Syringe into this earth
A virus known as profit
Extract from it the goodness
Which in business terms means greed

Make way!
For another snip at the lifeline
Look – a new site for expansions!
Let’s carnage the forests
Our main source of oxygen

Then we’ll dump our shit
Onto a poisoned land
Where poisoned food
Feeds poisoned minds

And we’ll dump it in the waters
Where no life now knows
But down its contaminated rivers
Our baneful conscience flows

As a toxic cloud blackens our air
Once so clean and pure
On nature’s form of retribution
We all must choke!

The truth is here
Angles kill dreams

23. Musclehead

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24. Your Achievement

Your achievement!

25. Dead

Die!

26. Morbid Deceiver

Becoming weary of your lies
You disguise the truth belies
Only fooling yourself

Pretend to bite the hand that feeds
But you won’t discard your security
The transparency of your fantasy

27. The Curse

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