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Napalm Death — Awake (to a Life of Misery)

We aren’t their cattle.

We’re not being bred for slavery…
Thought trained to succeed.

>From here on the pain begins.
We’re maggots cast in a sea of struggle, bait for the big fish.
Crawl, forever crawling.

Faith holds no answers.

Ravenous — they greedily suck away your will to even argue.
A belief in something better.

Downtrodden, hopes still linger. Faces bear the same shallow fear of

Forgotten prosperity.
Powers change.

The promise of reward. Declarations false and unjust.

Tame insecurity.
A dreamlike notion that life passes by.

Cushioning the blow of impending reality,
Aimlessness is flogging us — AWAKE!!

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