Diatribes (исполнитель: Napalm Death)
Bite the bit, scream till you're blue in the face Rice pipe dreams of pession revolution? Feet soldiers With weapons of placards and bonners How will they stop the ret? No standing to reason 'couse season is treason It doesn't seem feasible Lie down And cry all you can The machine sells over you It just doesn't feasible – no! Black face to next – try pleading to sifinity Hands up, beat in, shattering the pursive dream But is it right to tolerate this [bad word] democratic process? Shattering the pursive dream Is it 'cause we like to hear the sound of our own voice? Big-hearted diatribes, just like my dilemma Time to [bad word] shattering the pursive dream?