歌手:Napalm Death
专辑:《Time Waits For No Slave》

Abject... Engulfed...
Assail the heathen you!
Cheer the martyr home
Never drop your guard
Smear campaign against clarity
A no-sided argument
Bite that tongue!
Slum in a turgid rut
Self-flagellate to assure
Pleasures trampled flat
Obligation to those pious myths
A no-sided argument
You seem a brow-beaten husk -
Sheltered from salacious 'everything'
You've reached saturation point -
Every violating human touch
Sets bombs off inside your brain
With turmoil as an epitaph
A no-sided argument