NAPALM DEATH
Inside The Torn Apart
BREED TO BREATHE
BIRTH IN REGRESS
SECTION
REFLECT ON CONFLICT
DOWN IN THE ZERO
INSIDE THE TORN APART
IF SYMPTOMS PERSIST
PRELUDE
INDISPOSE
PURSIST REALIST
LOWPOINT
THE LIFELESS ALARM
NAPALM DEATH:
Mark "Barney" Greenway - vocals
Jesse Pintado - guitar
Mitch Harris - guitar
Shane Embury - bass
Danny Herrera - drums
Recorded at Framework Studios, Birmingham, England
Mixed at Chapel Studios, Lincoln, England
Produced by Colin Richardson
Recording engineer - Paul Siddens
Mix Engineer - Andy Sneap
All band photographs - Tony Wooliscroft
Design and layout - Graham Humphreys
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Napalm Death, P.O.Box 13238, London SE5 OZP, United Kingdom
Management:
Mark Walmesley Brillant Artists, 253 Camberwell New Road, London SE5 OTH, United
Kingdom, Fax: 0171 277 0099
BREED TO BREATHE
Divorced humanity
Science strays
Walk the path of servitude
Grown unknown malignant code
Misconcieved the passion whole
Misconcieved the passion whole
Born against the innocent
Amongs us issues preset
Determined goals which are set
Love: a crime of severance
Are we free to feel?
Do we hurt to heel?
Breed to Breathe
Awareness falls the public eye
Primate morals sell the lie
2.2 - szmbolic bait
A process - bound genetic fate
The selfish feed - breed to breathe
BIRTH IN REGRESS
Feast your eyes on
It reflects on
Can't pertain to
Can't belong to
Vicious circle
Faultness conflict
Self - preserving
Birth in Regress
In the midst of confusion
The warm sound of shelter
Shelve the plans of expansion
The warm sound of shelter
Promising all
Deliver nothing
Dependtly reassuring
Come to terms with
Serves no purpose
Self preserving
Birth in regress
Sabotage the birth in regress
The subdue the calm before the storm
In it's stillness, In it's stillness
The subdue the calm before the storm
In it's stillness - desperate measures
To feel so unworthy
To see the apathy
To turn the cold shoulders and stoo to desperate measures
Any way, shape or form
Reversing in circles
A thought unappeling
How long can you maintain enthusiastic faces?
Any way, shape or form
SECTION
Spit out the poison
That plastic motive
The soothing pain that feeds the hole
A carnage path of one-time friends
A stepping stone to personal ends
A line that piles high
An art of trend
Champagne delusions
Controls and bends
The seething mass which consumes deceit
The frozen glance
Burn obsolete
All we are is one section
Striggling blindly through deception
REFLECT ON CONFLICT
Something to prove, something to say
Feeking secure, a false portrait
Forging alone the facts unknown
Hiding the truth to drag us on
Trapping the standpoint
Focal disjoint
More to protect than to reject
Reflect the conflict inside
Punish the core, the more unsecure
Testing the strength of us once more
Peeling away the scab to bleed
Feeling again a growing need
Accept the consequences
Unite our differences
Shameless and painless - reflect on
conflict
Hateful, resentful - reflect on conflict
DOWN IN THE ZERO
Burning - feel the pain sear
Pathless - animation nears
Download deliquent fears
Sit back - enjoy the rot!
Down in the zero
Dilemma trebles
To balance - erratic stance
Benign eyes hide a fascist prance
Down in the zero
Now we perish as we bury
Down in the zero
Beyond the point of breaking
Down on level zero
Vexed - the reason
Unheard like a muted scream
Forced in to an action
Trauma - faked perception
Blindly - placed afflection
Strange - I faced deception
There's nothing for no-one
INSIDE THE TORN APART
Inside the torn apart
Feeding on the lies
Lair of sedition
Perverse incubation
Live through this
Love through this...hate this!
Learn from this
Break from this...hate this!
Crisis spawning decadence
Trial of tribulation
Grotesque imitations
Bleed the rumours dry
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 rest of time
In eternal sleep
You gave me your word
More than life itself
I breathe new life
Help save me from life-talking 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
PRELUDE
Last chance to escape
Shall I forsake all that I can take to carry on
Insanity slips away
Greetings the new day
Believing is kneeling
Ignore what I'm feeling
The pressure of living is taking its toll
Regrets that I'm thinking
The love that I'm losing
The hope that we're sharing is a lose cause
Mishappen
Thought I'd lost
Caressing chaos drops
Prelude to a drowning, burning vision
Pointless, selfish
Half the time I can't remember any of the childish lies
INDISPOSE
Do you think you can trust?
Your mind made up of the things that cause you to live your life
Displaced
Dispose
Give in
You've got the best of me
Wear thin
Resisting qualities
I had no choice
You've got the best of me
Force me the voice
Resisting qualities
They blame you
Beat you
Drain you of remaining morsels
As you tramble
Shattered
Scattered now before you
They wipe your face in disgust
Indispose
Despite the fact
Accept the fact
You gave your best
Famous last words
PURIST REALIST
Purist-realist manipulates
Purist-realist segregates
Purist-realist - on their ow nterms
Purist-realist - you never learn
Inner loathing - the mounting hate
Harping on some forgotten war
The shadow former self
Two-faced preacher - denied yourself
Purist-realist - a rotting state of grace
Cannot be me
Cannot see the once-treasured
Depleting life it shows in
Your weakness, impotence
Inability to have spoken
Summarizing that teasing
That non-restricted feeling set in a moment
In dealing
Return to the source of regret
LOWPOINT
Banish the emotion
Severing the ties
Mutual aggressions
Multiply unwind
Reason lost in reason gained
Reluctance seeping through the rage
Acceptance changing on all fronts
Phase me out...I've reached my lowpoint
Taranished with the notion
Voids in which we hide
Excuse pales from pressure
Desperate thoughts collide
Confessions, protection - the facts
distort
Frenetic, eccentric - acts are caught
Phase me out
Relentless, contagion - a single
choice
Dissecting, mutating - the single voice
THE LIFELESS ALARM
Tearing me down
Bringing me around
When do we stop!
Nobody knows
EARACHE RECORDS 1998