paroles de chanson Glimpse Into Genocide - Napalm Death

Blindness leading.
Which one of me is real?
Through corridors of uncertainity
A force without form.

I′ve dug a hole so deep,
Full of the shit of compromise.
For once can't I keep
Pain on the outside.

Adapt.
Take on release.
Others.
Thoughts infringed.
Adapt.
Take on release.
A life -
On pause syringed.
(X2)

A glimpse into genocide.
My own emotionsm a million strong.
A heart so full of emptiness