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Napalm Death
Napalm Death — Walls of confinement
Napalm Death — Walls of confinement (текст песни)
Before my eyes I see a wall 12,000 miles high And the same amount wide Within that wall are faces Of people To whom I could once relate Now communication seems hard When there’s an ego barrier to break through Opinions of self opinion Cloud a new horison The vision a mere illusion Blased in conclusion Trapped in seclusion To the outside - exclusion When an attitude is so biassed What can you expect to change? Banging your head But the walls are not moving It’s enclosing Burning so much energy Enthusiasm burning