Tekster: Napalm Death. Inside The Torn Apart. If Symptoms Persist.

Fate has brought us here
Picture getting clear
See right through you
I see right through you
I feel for no-one
Where have my feelings gone?
All too powerful
Witness this as I stand the test of time
In eternal sleep
You gave me your word
More than life itself

I breathe new life
Help save me from life-taking actions which will destroy myself
I can't destroy myself
There is no defence like this confidence
Ideas dawn upon, seeking relevance
There's no turning back
There's no turning back