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|  | Текст (слова) песни: Napalm Death -  Walls of ConfinementBefore my eyes I see a wall12,000 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
 Is change the `real` obsession?
 
 Or with a sense of pretention,
 Do you merely strive for credible attention???
 
     
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