Napalm Death - Harmony Corruption

Artist: Napalm Death
Release: Harmony Corruption


1. Vision Conquest

Witness torment in its purest form
Impossible definition of infinite pain

Look into my eyes
What do you think you see?
What you see is not me
But a dormant stage of what I’m expected to be

Reality’s lifeline cuts through me
Forever destined to a life of misery
Reality’s lifeline cuts through me
It manifests my vision conquest

Mourn not the dead
The living suffer
Enter me
Witness torment

2. If The Truth Be Known

Your self-determined place of value
Think before you act!
Can you justifiably criticise
A situation’s development

Sometimes there’s only a single path
Which we have to walk
You realise before you even speak
That we’re standing in a one-way street

Why should we retreat?
To satisfy your gain?

Think hard, tell me
What’re your actual thoughts?
Could you even give your brain the time of day?
Live your life and don’t live mine

I’m not defending things I’ve said or done
But let he without sin
Cast the first begrudging stone

If the truth be known
You desire to judge unchallenged
And revel in the according attention

3. Inner Incineration

Malformed spirit
An infestation
Suppressing ways of communication

Depression lingers
Then the journey
At wits end in a socialised hell

Confusion in recognition
Pessimistic thoughts invade
Shared amounts to achieve a goal
Roles reversed could summon change

Confusion in recognition
Pessimistic thoughts invade
Shared amounts to achieve a goal
Roles reversed could summon change

Change!

Expectations are inquired
Exceptions should be required

4. Malicious Intent

Previous times you stuck by me
Relations fine undeniably
Mutual trust and honesty
The essential recipe

There’s two sides to a coin
Opinions numbered many
Yet resolve came with ease
Compromised and regret
Free

Then the change of expression
A unit of friends and the chance to be free

Your thoughts on these cast a jealous light
A consensus of hate to accompany

A vindictive acid taste
Flows from your chalice

Valued friendships tainted
Martyr of malice

Then the final straw
Violent intimidation
Your self-acclaimed pacification
Brushed aside for self-gratification

Blatant ignorance
Martyr of malice

5. Unfit Earth

Looking from outside inwards
A view to dumbfound the most outspoken minds

Silent screams from an unfit Earth
Battered and bruised with nowhere to hide

Disasters man made and natural
Gradually pushing to absolute imbalance
On the scales of survival
Soon to tip in favour of extinction

An unrelenting dioxin cloud
Propelled to dispel our oxygen
Slowly seizing up our lungs
And choking the ground we depend upon

Silent screams from an unfit Earth
Battered and bruised with nowhere to hide

Transforming aquatic inhabitance
Overcome by cocktails of sludge and chemicals

Interfering with life on which so many rely
Then dumping our shit to economise

Wanton destruction
Environment in regression
All reverse into decline
Kiss this unfit goodbye

6. Circle Of Hypocrisy

Talk of unity
A far cry from the slander and rivalry
Why should we encourage what in fact is a circle of hypocrisy

Impulsive jealousy
Where’s the so-called harmony?
Internally untrusting
Externally inspiring

Assume your place above the rest
The wisest of the less
The knowledge you’ll never possess
Compensated for with single-mindedness

Bored with life you turn to test
Battleground for pettiness
Pick at flies to justify
Temper’s raised
You wonder why?

Why?

Supposedly accessible
Come support our scene
Just another target
Harassed to the extreme

7. The Chains That Bind Us

Forced exposure to create what is expected
To face neglection is the price no one wants to pay

Line in line, stereotypes perpetrated
Similarity of negativity

The chains that bind us grow stronger

Break away from the pack of mindless dogs
Taste the scent, realise ambition

Life – a stagnant lair in which to lie
Taste the scent, realise ambition

A label to some, habits preset
Faction alienation, bias hold the key

8. Mind Snare

Reasoning poison in the vein
Chasing the dragon who’s frying your brain
The shit that once gave you the high
Now controls your escape from proverbial Cloud Nine
Sad dependency
Brainfried society

Mind snare

All essence of being in turmoil
Your white powder god brings life to the boil
Forget all your family and friends
Heroin becomes guardian ’til the end

Jack-up

Its powers of deception
Seems to null all daily strain
But just another fix
Grip on reality fades out day by day

9. Extremity Retained

You come to us and criticise
Without prior inspection
Judge us as a waste of time
An incorrect perception

Just a noise – your shallow view
An opinion I find misconstrued
There’s probably more thought in what we do
Than a large part of what appeals to you

Why should we?
Why the need to justify?
Only in others’ presence are you motivated to jeer and jibe
Everybody has the right to opinionise
But to us your pettiness is used to occupy your tiny minds

Extremity retained – never fall into your line

10. Suffer The Children

Your unflappable conceptions
Moralistic views
Never open to criticism
Your overpowering ruse

Promises of sanctuary
In eternal bliss
With starry eyes and cash in hand
Pledge all to the master plan

Just face the truth or fund the farce

At one with your god
Your sole intent
Your treasured place assured
For a substantial rent

Global lunacy
Death threats for supposed blasphemy
No room for free thought
All non-believers pushed to the floor

Aggressive tyrants
Supposed saints for the cause
Judgement through force
Faith a fuel for pointless wars

When all is done
Who shall benefit? Who is the one?
Not those who pass on
But those dictators divine waving their deceitful wands

11. Hiding Behind

Search for purity leads to insecurity
Individuality an incapability

Trapped within outside theories

Ideals adopted, agreeable on basis
Yet to question aspects a cardinal sin

Should self expression mean social loss of face
Labelled unaware because you beg to differ

Hiding behind a shroud of belief
Staunchly involved, highly confused

Confidence in your firmly lodged thoughts
Yet take a back seat while others speak for you

Should every single thinking moment be saturated with political stance

Striving for perfection
Fear of group rejection
Better to be at mental ease
Than harbouring thoughts not mutually agreed

The spoken mind and reasons why
Dictation by others be denied without fail