Napalm Death
EP • 2018
Spread of seed over Many, many, many, many expanses Cycles It would grow regardless out of These behemoth's clutches Claimants to the last drop Patents block the begging bowls Owned to stunt your growth Stunt your growth Basic subsistence hinges around This fundamental biology Jaw-dropping concessions to Cabals viewing anything natural as Commodity If this is what it's come to We can ration out the oxygen We can rule on replication of Bodily expression We can wholly stunt our growth If this is where we're heading this is the height of ludicrousness We could count on ruination Whenever the wind blows Strewn - and stealthily stunt Our growth If we waive natural liberties The GMO literally consume To control Claimants to the last drop Patents block the begging bowls Owned to stunt your growth Stunt your growth
Submitted by The Void — Apr 24, 2025
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Compel yourself just enough (Company man) And you might just believe that A brow-beaten, a sheepish lament Is a sure-fire way to be absolved Fan the flames back to The corpse pile you disown Warming like touchy-feely At the sweatshop turned tomb At the sweatshop turned tomb Then comes assurance: We're of gold standard Against which standard? Standard scripted stream of 'Woe is mine' Assurances, accomplices Oh so pseudo Exoneration, beg your pardon Oh so pseudo We go boom on our cheap tat Fraying like our standards And repeat as standard Standard sorry State to sorrier serfs Assurances, accomplices Oh so pseudo Resolution, dead impassioned Oh so pseudo Propel oneself Vindication, never in question... Oh so pseudo And oh so pseudo Oh so pseudo Exoneration, beg your pardon Margins must increase
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025
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