Napalm Death - Primed Time текст песни

I've walked to the ends of the earth,
and glanced into the eyes of those
who were going the opposite way.

They failed
to bridge the gap,
first contact was a threat
and you could taste the surging unrest.

Who wrote the law
that opposites attract ?
Who could be so naive ?
Everyone trusts no-one.

Looking out for number one
as is the primed time.

The finite thrill of the loathing -
a streak in our
lifebearing dreams.

The connecting virus
drives a volatile wedge.

It strengthens
to soothe the open wound,
but ours is a primed time.

Although I'm not exempt of blame,

It strengthens
to soothe the open wound,
but ours is a primed time.

Bonding ? -
Do you think I want the upper hand ?
Broken contracts,
we sow infertile seeds
and reparation pales.