Текст песни Fall on Their Swords - Napalm Death
Dubious
and
murky
What
aligns
all
parties
Strike
swifter,
stealthier,
neater.
Untraced
conscience
cleaner
But
we′re
armed
with
an
ethic,
So
to
speak
'Defence′
and
'Ordnance'
As
commodities
Satiate
like
food
and
drink
Prostrate
in
it
In
it
to
win
it
But
we′re
armed
with
an
ethic,
So
to
speak
Fall
on
their
swords
Pragmatic
in
dissent
To
curb
the
arms
you
circulated
Blacklists
and
short
lists
Alternate
them
on
grace
and
favour
At
Barrel′s
end
There
are
no
convention
We
fall
on
their
swords
Die,
die,
die,
die,
die
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