Napalm Death - Hung текст песни

Downwards, downwards -
lifes spiralling descent.

All love is lost.
Premature and unreasoning.

Perversely chained
without any values.

Wretched, Degraded.
Take it all on the chin
to forever hold my piece......

The reins turned noose
pull taut as I fall.

The figment is more painful than the fact,
and I'm the one to hang
just for being me !

The murky clouds wash,
solace comforts me not,
and I'm the one to hang
just for being me !

Black numbing blanket
smothers attrition
once and for all.