Napalm Death - The Best Of Napalm Death

Artist: Napalm Death
Release: The Best Of Napalm Death


1. Scum

In your mind nothing but fear
You can’t face life or believe death’s near

A vision of life on television screens
An existence created from empty dreams

Hide behind TV
Hide behind life
You should be living
But you only survive

Life holds nothing but pain and death
Don’t look for love, there is none left

2. 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

3. Nazi Punks Fuck Off

[Dead Kennedys cover]

Punk ain’t no religious cult
Punk means thinking for yourself
You ain’t hardcore ’cause you spike your hair
When a jock still lives inside your head

Nazi punks
Nazi punks
Nazi punks
Fuck off!

If you’ve come to fight, get outta here
You ain’t no better than the bouncers
We ain’t trying to be the police
When you are the cops, it ain’t anarchy

Nazi punks
Nazi punks
Nazi punks
Fuck off!

Ten guys jump one, what a man!
You fight each other, the police state wins
Stab your backs when you trash our halls
Trash a bank if you’ve got real balls

You still think swastikas look cool
The real Nazis run your schools
They’re coaches, businessmen and cops
In the real fourth reich, you’ll be the first to go

Nazi punks
Nazi punks
Nazi punks
Fuck off!

You’ll be the first to go
You’ll be the first to go
You’ll be the first to go
Unless you think

4. Breed To Breathe

Divorced humanity
Science strays
Walk the path of servitude
Grown unknown malignant code
Misconceived the passion whole

Misconceived the passion whole

Born against the innocent
Amongst us issues preset
Determined goals which are set
Love – a crime of severance

Are we free to feel?
Do we hurt to heal?
Whose life to steal?
Whose pain is real?

Breed to breathe!

Are we free to feel?
Do we hurt to heal?
Whose life to steal?
Whose pain is real?

Breed to breathe!

Awareness fails the public eye
Primate morals sell the lie
2.2 – symbolic bait
A process – bound genetic fate

Are we free to feel?
Do we hurt to heal?
Whose life to steal?
Whose pain is real?

Breed to breathe!

The selfish feed – breed to breathe!

5. The Kill

There’s nothing to gain
You have just been led

The kill, after death, the kill

The shit you were promised
Means nothing now you’re dead

The kill, after death, the kill

6. The World Keeps Turning

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 with our grasp
We’re taught but torn from the sanctity of life
So vulnerable
The world keeps turning
We spin out of control

Guided, or could this mean misguided?
No time for questions
Preoccupied with pressing on
The world keeps turning
We overdose on overdrive

Superior species with inferior ideas
We overload our bodies and minds
Respect this earth while commiting suicide

Poison trait
We’re the cause not the cure
Our methods of fulfilment will surely drag us down

Guided, or could this mean misguided?
Our virgin minds are raped
The world keeps turning
We overdose on overdrive, we spin out of control
In stalemate, we stagnate

7. Hung

Downwards, downwards
Life’s spiralling descent
All love is lost
Premature and unreasoning
Perversely chained without any values
Wretched, degraded
Take it all on the chin
To forever hold my piece…

The reins turned, noose pull, taunt as I fall
The figment is more painful than the fact
And I’m the one to hang, just for being me!
The murky clouds wash, solace comforts me not
And I’m the one to hang, just for being me!
Black numbing blanket smothers attrition once and for all

8. Greed Killing

The wrong time, the wrong place
Our smiling face of destruct
Buried the seed deep in all our heads
Prepared ourselves for the fall

The greed killing
The greed killing

Instinct to mistrust
Instinct – the lust
Their butchery of feelings
Geared for the greed killing

The greed killing

The lust denied is need
The lust denied is need
The lust denied is need
The lust denied is need
The lust denied is need

Existence is a steady flow
The moulded image grows
No core, no faith in what you are
The pressure builds right from the start

The lust denied the need
The lust denied the need
The lust denied the need
The lust denied the need
The lust denied the need

Could it be just sour grapes?
Or have we failed to fit their shape?
It’s always give, and never take
How much can we give?
How much can we take?

The lust denied the need
The lust denied the need
The lust denied the need
The lust denied the need
The lust denied the need

9. 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

10. 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….!

11. Siege Of Power

Siege of power in your land
Too many problems for you to understand
Siege of power inside your mind
Outward restrictions to keep you in line

Siege of power in your land
Too many problems for you to understand
A slave of their power, you never question why
You’re going to suffer, you’re going to die

Siege of power inside your mind
Outward restrictions to keep you in line
You’re a slave of their power, you never questioned why
You were made to suffer, you were born to die

Siege of power, they made you a tool
While others were ruling, you were being ruled

12. 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?

13. Judicial Slime

Taste me
You made me what I am
Mind polluting worthless fuck

Am I the mental feast
Bruised and scarred
The underdog

A pawn within a loser’s game
My strength will grow upon your fear

Slime
In time you’ll face your end line
Judge me not before yourself
Breed
Take my pride, that’s all you can
Hatred surges burning me

Feed
For what atonement do you seek
Your dying grasp of loyalty breaks like brittle bones

Forgotten past
I stand condemned
For I am more powerful than you’d imagine

14. The Infiltrator

Shaped thus, shipped ’em out
A new deal to flog and flout
Buried up to the neck in socio-aggregate
Twist an arm and drag it back
Infiltraitor reclaims the rhetoric
Infiltraitor turns the kindness milk
Infiltraitors!
A now and later policy
Suits privileged contingency
A now and later policy
Crowns privileged contingency

Firmly entrenched, flip the cards
Buy it up and starve it under
Cultivating on the middle thatch
All withers through the barren patch
High-flying
Market the proles, the ornemental and quaint
Lower-stooping
Disbanding in union
Spine snaps on the make

Throwing stances
Juggling a standpoint so it won’t offend
Tailored muses
Sharp, econo-friendly
Spine snaps on the make

15. 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

16. 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

17. 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

18. Plague Rages

Scale the inferno, take it all in
Am I right or wrong, or just confused?
Glamorised, dare I say it?
Fantasised, but through whose eyes?
Not theirs, that’s for sure!

Rebuff beliefs that we’ve lost
A plague rages in all our hearts
Am I the last in line?
To stop and turn, and pretend that we’re really changing
I’d sooner die!

19. Cursed To Crawl

A fragile peace that exists inside
A frame so shallow, so narrow-minded
An open wound, we run inside
A raging turmoil
Helplessness confides…

Cursed to crawl
For pale and bleeding heart
Cursed to crawl
Pale and bleeding
Cursed to crawl
For pale and bleeding heart
Cursed to crawl
Pale and bleeding

Enter this sphere
Commonplace, borderline
Between my rage
Between my hate
Damn our mistakes
Fixation blinds
The pain of knowing
The truth beyond…

Cursed to crawl
For pale and bleeding heart
Cursed to crawl
Pale and bleeding
Cursed to crawl
For pale and bleeding heart
Cursed to crawl
Pale and bleeding

Cursed to crawl
For pale and bleeding heart
Cursed to crawl
Pale and bleeding
Cursed to crawl
For pale and bleeding heart
Cursed to crawl
Pale and bleeding

Unprepared
A gruesome display
Perhaps a replay
Self-inflicted
Reduced to nothing
My piece of mind seduced
Unworthiness
The scars never heal…

Cursed to crawl
For pale and bleeding heart
Cursed to crawl
Pale and bleeding
Cursed to crawl
For pale and bleeding heart
Cursed to crawl
Pale and bleeding

20. I Abstain

I abstain!

Summon my pride?
What? Pride behind your blinkered eyes?
Your vigilance is shit
The lads together – you fall!

Smug complacency
Notions of reserving the right to think with your fists
I abstain from this mundane apathy

Committed to all for red, white and blue
In effect you’re fighting for what’s really fighting you

Grit those teeth, push out those chests
Tears only for the flag
Always the brave patriot as you slip to second class

But you stand stead fast?

People are not subjects
Why should the few get more respect?
Open your eyes!

Imperialism feeds off you
Not patrons but patronised
Open your eyes!

They’re shaping you
You’re trapped with pomp and circumstance
Lose your discretion
Sodom, you’ll not fall from grace
Endorse their rhetoric
You fade, they prosper

I abstain!
Don’t be a colonial slave
Don’t substantiate the act

21. Lowpoint

Banish the emotion
Severing the ties
Mutual agressions
Multiply inwind

Reason lost is reason gained
Reluctance seeping through the rage
Acceptance changing on all fronts
Phase me out
I’ve reached my lowpoint

Tarnished with the motion
Voids in which we hide
Excuse pales from pressure
Desperate thoughts collide

Confessions, protection, the facts distort
Frenetic eccentric acts are caught

Phase me out

Relentless, contagion
A single choice
Dissecting, mutating
The single voice

22. 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

23. Next Of Kin To Chaos

Stuck in the learning hole
There is no teaching that I can subscribe to
Just the hatred of being afraid

Trapped in a nightmare
Nothing can alter this
Just another daydream
Calendar sadness

Lucid, inducing swarm
Becoming closer but getting colder
The caustic grip insane

Lucid induced

Pre-shaping destiny
Hiding inside of me
Primate illusions of how all this should be

Next of kin to chaos

24. Prison Without Walls

Trapped
Inside your head
Insular, living dead

Existing for a purpose you’ll never find
Inducements, distortions contorting your mind

External sources maintain control
Programmed existence, fulfil your role

You’ve got a brain, shake off the reigns
Smash the shackles, break the chains

25. You Suffer

You suffer, but why?