Tablature from enslavement album - Napalm Death

          



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  From: bfar333@freenet3.scri.fsu.edu (Brian Farmer)

  Subject: LYRICS: Napalm Death "From Enslavement to Obliteration"

  

  @ARTIST: napalm.death

  @ALBUM: from.enslavement.to.obliteration

  

  Transcribed painstakingly by bfar333@freenet.scri.fsu.edu

  

  Lyrics taken from Earache Records MOSH8 LP 1988:

  Napalm Death "From Enslavement To Obliteration"

  

  Lineup:

         Mad Mick Harris - Drums and Backing Vocals

         Bill Steer - Guitar

         Shane Embury - Bass

         Lee Dorrian - Lead Vocals

  

  @SONG: Evolved As One

  Your pride

  Why should your pride be so restricted?

  Restricted to a mere fraction of this earth.

  This earth from which we have all evolved.

  This earth where all of it's people are downtrodden.

  Downtrodden by all those who

     stand to prosper from exploitation.

  Downtrodden by those whose slime infests your weak minds.

  --Your weak minds.  (repeat a lot)

  

  @SONG: It's a M.A.N.S. World

  

  Female subservience

  To impervious male dominance

  Male subservience to the cuntries' defence

  

       It's a mans world

       So you'd better act like one!

  

  God give me strength

  Women suck my length

  "Enemy" do you have the balls

  To challenge my masculinity?

  

       Just discard your sensitivity

       And you'll play the part well.

  

  Cunt-born some more

  To be big and strong like daddy

  Drill them to perpetuate

  Into the ultimate form of stupidity.

  

  @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: Private Death

  

  Persisting to exist "resist!"

  Day by day life fades away

  

  Time will take it's course.

  

  "Help" you yell, your veins swell

  Soon there's nothing left to sell

  

  Time will take it's course

  

  Resisting to exist

  There's nothing to sell,

  Life fades away`

  Day after day

  

  Suffer now a private death.

  

  @SONG: Impressions

  

  A shroud of insecurity

  Surrounds me every move

  Actions reflect

  Upon the response they receive

  

  A sense of insecurity

  Prevents my instincts being followed

  Fear lies in my open-ness

  Meeting rejection from the crowd

  

  Why should I feel trapped?

  Why should I hold back?

  Why can't I...break free?

  

  @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: Uncertainty Blurs the Vision

  

  A vision of life

  Where together we walk

  Unbound from an existence

  Of fear and pain

  

  The key to which

  Is self-contained

  External freedom

  Must evolve from liberation within

  

  To gain respect

  And see the qualities in all life

  Forms the spark

  Which strikes the light

  

  When so minimal the loss

  How great be the risk

  In reaching out and reclaiming our souls?

  

  But until we overcome

  The uncertainty in our fellow man

  The vision of hope

  Remains an illusion

  

  "You reach out and touch it.  You feel it.

  It is the life and love that is alive in you.

  The feeling that is beyond thought

  A feeling of truth.

  Reality in you,

  When it is reached, you can reach it in others.

  This is the liberation.  This is the unity."

       Rudimentary Peni, 1983

  

  [why this is on the lyric sheet, I have no idea - seems to be

  the inspiration for "Uncertainty..."]

  

  @SONG: Cock-Rock Alienation

  

  Capitalism, racism, sexism

  The foundations of cock-rocking idealism

  

  Exploiting, sucking, manipulating

  The wisdom of a starry-eyed nation

  

  Making "idols" out of assholes

  "Raunchy" "hunky" machismo type fools

  "Who cares if they've got no brains.

   Just give us tits and tools!"

  

  Fantasy?  Reality?

  Distinction?  Satisfaction?

  

  We love it when you feed us shit

  We're so stuck in our dreamworld

  Let's forget all your problems

  And get into the groove!!

  

  Fantasy?  Reality?

  Distinction?  Satisfaction?!?

  

  @SONG: Retreat to Nowhere

  

  A clash of eyes, resets my mind

  Perhaps this time

  

  Retreat to nowhere (x2)

  

  A social skill that I lack

  Holds me back.

  

  Retreat to nowhere (x2)

  

  @SONG: Think for a Minute

  

  Thoughts, ideas, hopes, ambitions

  Sincere in declaration

  Or merely token gestures?

  

  Think for a minute...

  

  The pressures we emphasize

  Are pressures we all have to bear

  And opinions and feelings we should be able to share

  

  But are we slowly crawling up our own arse?

  

  Has the influence drawn from positive expression

  Now lost it's strength to external tips on fashion?

  

  And if our music serves as a means of communication

  Why should so much emphasis stem from competition?

  

  Slow down and think...

  

  Are our hearts still there?

  Is enthusiasm burning?

  Has integrity surpassed

  The stage of reviving?

  

  @SONG: Display to Me

  

  Domesticate me

  Into your ideal creation

  Fondle me

  When in need of attention

  

  Brutalise me

  As a target for your aggression

  

  Inject me

  With your putrid diseases

  Stretch my senses

  Beyond the peak of insanity

  

  Why practice methods of prevention

  When I can pay for your hideous mistakes?

  

  Blind me

  With cosmetic filth

  To form the mask that hides your guilt

  Insecure, uncaring clowns

  Your dolled-eyes don't see

  The suffering I've prolonged

  For your wretched vanity

  

  Chew on my flesh

  With perverted lust

  Display to me

  The depths of your compassion

  

  As you excrete

  My digested corpse

  Into the shit-pan

  My place of rest.

  

  @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: 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: Social Sterility

  

  [misprinted a "Social Security" (!) on the liner notes]

  

  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

  

  @SONG: Emotional Suffocation

  

  So this ordeal we're subjected to

  Is all part of being [in] love?

  Two minds of intense confusion

  Contained in feelings of spite and mistrust

  

  The closer one of us tries to get

  The further the [other] seems to move

  

  Tangled in trapped emotions

  Can't face the prospect of rejection

  Uncertainty arouses suspicion

  Of your mind I want possession

  

  I try to be honest with you

  But are you being honest with me?

  

  @SONG: Practise What You Preach

  

  Preaching secondhand ideas

  Tried and tested subjects rear

  

  Practise what you preach

  

  A moral attitude you think they lack

  Lacks in you when you turn your back

  

  Practise what you fucking preach!

  

  Taking all that you can get

  Forgetting everything you've said

  

  But was it really meant?

  

  @SONG: Inconceivable?

  

  Outright - in my thinking

  And refusal in accepting

  How a word so mundane as sexism

  Could in some way relate to me

  

  But as I look inside myself I see...

  

  Opinions are somewhat blurred in conception

  Passive thoughts become impassive obsessions

  

  And I find I have the ability...

  

  To manipulate those gullible to my persuasion

  With deceitful words and actions

  Channelled into one dimensional emotions

  

  Not take persons trust under false pretension

  

  Outright - in my thinking

  And refusal - in accepting

  How a word so mundane as sexism

  Could in some way relate to me

  

  But as I look inside myself I see the contradictions.

  

  @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: Sometimes

  

  Sometimes when inattentive

  I become confused by my own actions

  Slow to see in myself

  The faults I'm quick to see in others

  

  Barricaded with problems

  I try to hide my face

  By submitting my strength

  To a mind-destroying substance

  

  But why do I run

  When it's myself I try to escape?

  Why don't I possess the strength

  To learn from my mistakes?

  

  The only way to overcome your fears

  Is to look them in the eye!

  

  To be aware of ones faults

  Is essential if they're to be corrected

  When you lack the desire to change

  The anguish becomes abundant

  

  @SONG: Make Way!

  

  Syringe into this earth

  A virus known as profit

  Extract from it the "goodness"

  Which in business terms means greed

  

  Make way!

  

  For another snip at the lifeline

  "Look - a new site for expansions!

  Let's carnage the forests,

  Our main source of oxygen."

  

  Then we'll dump our shit

  Onto a poisoned land

  Where poisoned food

  Feeds poisoned minds

  

  And we'll dump it in the waters

  Where no life now knows

  But down it's contaminated rivers

  Our baneful conscience flows

  

  As a toxic cloud blackens [our] air

  Once so clean and pure

  On natures form of retribution

  We all must choke!

  -- 

  the truth is here

  angles kill dreams

     -candiru-

  

   


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