Napalm Death
Peel Sessions



SONG: The Kill

There's nothing left 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


SONG: 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 existance, fulfill your role

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


SONG: Dead

Die!


SONG: Deceiver

Becoming wary of your lies
Your 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


SONG: 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 perspicious 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


SONG: In Extremis


SONG: 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?


SONG: Negative Approach

Nothing I can say
That hasn't already been said
Generic words and thoughts
Similarly expressed

This primitive stance
Feelings of angst
Matters relating
To circumstance

"Unfounded reactions
Just part of the faction"
Conform?
I wouldn't give you the satisfaction


SONG: Common Enemy

Bitching
Back Biting
Senseless Infighting

"United we stand
Divided we fall"
The common enemy that overshadows us all


SONG: Obstinate Direction


SONG: Life?

Never hope nor choice
Emotionless and cold
This is life

Illusions shattered
An existance of lies
Constant struggle
Freedom denied

At their feet
Submission
No sanctuary in death
Drugged up fucked up
Is that all you're worth?


SONG: You Suffer

You suffer
But why?


SONG: Multinational Corporations

Multinational Corporations
Genocide of the starving nations


SONG: Instinct Of Survival

Advertise the product you make
Never give but always take
Kill and lie for security
Your shit on supermarket shelves to see

Instinct of survival

Advertise the product you make
Never give but always take
Clingfilmed flesh and genocide
A contented life while millions die

Instinct of survival

The multinational corporation
Makes its profit from the starving nation
Indigenous people become their slaves
From their births into their graves

The multinational corporation
Takes its profits from the starving nation
Another product for you to buy
You'll keep paying until you die


SONG: Stigmatized

Blissfully ignorant
Content and unaware
Not your problem
Why should you care?
Not normal
An easy target for release
Infected from birth
This sickening disease

You sanctimonious slime
Understanding discarded
The truth is clear
It's you that's retarded


SONG: Parasites

Permissive slaves
To their methods of greed
From our needs
The leeches feed

When will you see?
We'll never be free
While we sanction
This plutocracy


SONG: Moral Crusade

A superiority complex
Pious, holy to the hilt
Outward displays of cleanliness
Masking their inner feelings of hate and guilt

Your morality is hypocrasy
Obsessive self esteem
Enforcing your ideals
Your puritanical dream

Gather your flock
Gullable fools
Dictate restrictions

@SONG: Worlds Apart


@SONG: M.A.D.

Stark, bleak, wasted
Devastated

When?

All life
Totally annihilated

Die!

Does it have to be this way
Is this the price we're gonna pay?


SONG: Divine Death

Cleansing impurity
Siezure of insecurity

Divine death

Individuality disabled
Blinded by fables

Divine death

Easy prey
You will pay
Mourn life's loss
Rotting on that cross

Divine death

C.S.


SONG: (Conservative Shithead) (Eminent)

Arrogant
Ignorant
Affluent
Desensitized
Devoid and blind
All compassion nullified

Paragon of virtue
(Paragon of shit)


SONG: Control

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 thoughts
Until your death

Fascist control


SONG: Walls

(SIEGE)

Walls that part humanity
Over which I cannot see
Walls as old as history
Cast a shadow over me

Break down the walls
Take down them all
Break down the
Take down the
Shake down the

Walls that divide the nations
Keep them in isolation
Segregate the populations
Beat down the opposition

Break down the walls
Take down thm all
Break down the
Take down the
Shake down the

Barriers that divide
Trapping me inside
Bring apartheid to an end
Cross the border
Make a friend

Break down the walls
Take down them all
Break down the
Take down the
Shake down the walls


SONG: Raging In Hell


SONG: Conform Or Die


SONG: S.O.B.

S-O-B!


SONG: 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 the shit

Look into yourself
And you'll find the real oppressor
To a life of unchallenged hate
It's you who's the nigger!


SONG: 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

The will to succeed
Overpowers the will to resist

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?

Mentally murdered


SONG: 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.


SONG: 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 to all 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 to those who pass on
But those dictators divine waving their deceitful wands.


SONG: 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


SONG: 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 existance created
From empty dreams

Hide behind T.V.
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


SONG: Social Sterility

Time for my omittance
From a sterile existance
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 penial 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


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