Tekst:
Napalm Death Time Waits For No Slave

For independence, we alone define Open-ended, not monopolized, it's just as it is Does not need overstatement Don't broadcast it from the rooftops It

hold for all eternity Limitations and ambitions Are a pretext to falling short We'll be doomed, marooned and two fatalities Anomalies in whispered circles For

heart Now that the time has passed We look back in angst at the past Now that the dust has cleared The ugly head of fear has reared Now that time has

Born between chaos and hatred A lottery of fate We sit on the brink of extinction The world lies in wait Just a scratch on the surface Of time that will

Procrastination on the empty vessel Roll over and over to take a breather Is this dereliction of duty To not throw a giant stick in the works? To labor

Time waits for no slave Just give them convenience upon pain of death Cut out the middleman Keep them uniformly spoon-fed Time waits for no salve Just

for all eternity" Limitations and ambitions are a pretext to falling short We'll be doomed, marooned and two fatalities Anomalies in whispered circles For

: Born between chaos and hatred - a lottery of fate We sit on the brink of extinction The world lies in wait Just a scratch on the surface Of time that

: For independence we alone define Open-ended, not monopolised, it's just as it is. Does not need overstatement Don't broadcast it from the rooftops