Napalm Death - Judicial Slime текст песни

Текст
Taste me,
you made me what I am,
mind polluting
worthless fuck.

Am I the mental feast,
bruised and scarred,
the underdog.

A pawn within a losers game,
my strength will grow upon your fear.

Slime,
in time you'll face your end line.
Judge me not before yourself.

Breed,
take my pride -
That's all you can.
Hatred surges burning me.

Feed,
for what atonement do you seek ?
Your dying grasp of loyalty
breaks like brittle bones.

Forgotten past,
I stand condemned,
for I am more powerful
than you'd imagine.

Текст песни Napalm Death - Judicial Slime Judicial Slime
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