Awake — текст песни (napalm death)

Thought trained to succeed.
From here on the pain begins.
We`re maggots,
cast in a sea of struggle -
bait for the big fish.

Crawl, forever crawling.
Faith holds no answers.
Ravenous - they greedily suck away
your will to even argue.

A belief in something better,
downtrodden hopes still linger,
faces bear the same shallow fear
of forgotten prosperity.

Powers change.
The promise of reward,
declarations false and injust
tame insecurity.
A dreamlike notion
that life eases by,
cushioning the blow of impending reality.
Aimlessness is flogging us
- Awake ! !