Текст (слова) песни: Napalm Death - Juidicial Slime
Taste me, you made me what I am, Mind polluting, worthless fuck. Am I the mental feast, bruised and scarred, the underdog A pawn within a losers game, my strength will grow upon your fear. Slime, in time you=B9ll face your end line, judge me not before = yourself. Breed, take my pride - that=B9s all you can. = Hatred surges burning... = -BURNING ME - Feed, for what atonement do you seek? Your dying grasp of loyalty... = -BREAKS LIKE BRITTLE BONES - Forgotten past, I stand condemned, For I am more powerful than you=B9d imagine.
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