Diatribes — текст песни (napalm death)

(Music: Embury, Harris; lyrics: Greenway)

Bite the bit, scream till you`re blue the face. (x4)

Nice pipe dreams or passive revolution? (x4)

Foot soldiers
With weapons of placarde and banners.
How will they stop the rot?

No standing to reason,
`cause reason is treason -
It doesn`t feasible.

No standing to reason,
`cause reason is treason -
It doesn`t feasible.

Lie down.
And cry all you can.
The machine rolls over you.

No standing to reason,
`cause reason is treason -
It doesn`t feasible.

No standing to reason,
`cause reason is treason -
It doesn`t feasible.

It just don`t seem feasible - no!

Black to the NAzi - try pleading affinity
Hands up, boot in, shattering the passive dream.
But is it right to tolerate this fucked democratic process? - no!

Shattering the passive dream

Is it `cause we like to hear the sound of our voice?
Big-hearted diatribes, just like my dilemma.
Time to return compliments, shattering the passive dream?