Napalm Death - Section

Spit out the poison
That plastic motive
The soothing pain that feeds the hole
A carnage path of one time friends

A stepping stone to personal ends
A line that piles high an art of trend
Champagne delusions, contorts and bends

The seething mass which consumes deceit
The frozen glance burn obsolete
All we are is section
Struggling blindly through deception

Written by:
SHANE THOMAS EMBURY

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