Napalm Death – Divine Death Lyrics

Saturating, pre - assuming icon of the youth, ways and means to call =
the shots.
Fingers in the pies which resign us from vacant urges, facing the =
bombardment - no escape!
Stick your intentions! Parade of puppets, sickly sweet - you stink =
of vulgarity.
Sacrifice the faculties, all you've achieved is synthetic scenes.
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Next step is to gain approval from those ignore, those who recognize =
the charade.
To fabricate alternatives designed to be expensive in hand with the =
regular facade.
Acquire acclaim with plastic actions, sickly sweet - you stink of =
vulgarity!
Sacrifice the faculties, all you've achieved is synthetic scenes.
Fit into the clich=E9, a legend in your own brain, bigoted, motivated =
only for prestige.
A mask for your inadequacy.
Reshaping for what's required for slick commercially.
Censored for subversion, redundant machine.
Don't let them mold your identity.