Stalemate — текст песни (napalm death)





On the path to individual freedom,

Im met with countless obstructions.

An external vacuum distorts my observance,

Sucking me to the rat race.

A weakness makes me gullible.

Constantly lured to their traps,

Dismanting my motivation,

Taking my destination to another step back.



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