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NAPALM DEATH LYRICS
"The Code Is Red... Long Live The Code" (2005)
1. Silence Is Deafening
2. Right You Are
3. Diplomatic Immunity
4. The Code Is Red... Long Live The Code
5. Climate Controllers
6. Instruments Of Persuasion
7. The Great And The Good
8. Sold Short
9. All Hail The Grey Dawn
10. Vegetative State
11. Pay For The Privilege Of Breathing !
12. Pledge Yourself To You
13. Striding Purposefully Backwards
14. Morale
15. Our Pain Is Their Power
1. Silence Is Deafening
Rant long and loud
Repeat 'til you're blue in the face
Ever get the feeling you're always on a losing streak?
Their silence is deafening
From the havens of thieves and kings
Empower those who serve to deflect suspicious minds
Action and answers as likely as a reversal of time
Their silence is deafening.
From the retreats of tamed apologists
Their disdain is crippling
For those whose crises they have fixed
I am your 'untermensch' - a trace of filth to be scraped off
A trace of filth to be scraped off
Yet when it's you who's in their debt
the strong-arm brings you to your knees
So much for 'progressive authority'
A trace of filth to be scraped off
Power to the powerless - well, where?
Screaming at the wall to make more sense...
...I melt back into indifference
The silence is deafening
The silence is deafening
The silence is deafening
2. Right You Are
Waster and takers, leprous delinquents
all for not reaching your lofty standards.
A tedious high view for all occasions
right you are!
Moral fibre spews from every crevice
Chattering class convert cleanses the masses
Conscience is clean while the (great)
unwashed stay dirty
right you are!
Go cut out your treacherous tongue!
3. Diplomatic Immunity
... And so it comes to pass
With a shrug of the shoulders
A washing of the hands
It was war through lies on demand
Work to live to fund their egos
With bombs ahd shaky claims
Make the cowboy killer's day
Take one life and yours will cease
He'll take thousands (in the) name of 'peace'
Selective memory and distorted words
The methods of the untouchable
Struts away and dusts off his gun
To cast more net on his 'axis of evil'
Make the cowboy killer's day
Prays on all your lethargy
Knows you'll turn the other cheek
4. The Code Is Red... Long Live The Code
The code is red...long live the code
Linghting the way to a panic mode.
Switched up to - switched up to subdue when the masses switch off
The code is red...long live the code
Whip up a storm and they'll play along.
Barricades built - barricades built to deter fictionnal threats
Dissected, observed
Under an all-seeing microscope
Dissected, observed
Be the perfect specimens
Lightning the way - lightning the way, subjugate, illuminate.
It's ego and worse
It brings us to 'zero tolerance'
It's ego and worse
To suffocate diversity
And decree it an aggressive disease.
There will always come a threat once the plebs step out of line
A fabricated perpetrator biding his time.
They'll take us up to fever pitch and watch intolerance spread.
And you'll be none the wiser with a paranoid mindset.
5. Climate Controllers
Excuses, excuses
Fabrications, smokescreens
Manacles - no recourse
Fabrications, smokescreens.
Lower than the lowest
Lower than the lowest
Lower than the lowest
Maybe, just maybe, this New World Order
is no concept for 'freaks'
Straight, true and divine
Straight, true and divine
Straight, true and divine
Maybe, just maybe, plans to rein us in
have broken to the surface.
Full frontal assault on your choice
(Your) choice to spurn the flag
Waves of retribution awaiting those who dissent.
Patriot - yes, it's an act
Fabrications, smokescreens.
Speak when spoken to
Speak when spoken to
Speak when spoken to
Maybe, just maybe, you're an obstruction
blocking their assets
6. Instruments Of Persuasion
A farce - so sincere
A farce - so austere
A farce - heartfelt pleas
A farce - shock and awe to force a retreat.
Ten thousand corpses in the wake of his whims
Count many thousands more on the way to obedience.
Duty - to uphold
Duty - to make bold
Duty - purity so skewed.
Duty - break out the arms, don't spare the rod.
Ten thousand corpses in the wake of his whims
Waves and flashes smiles, with the gall of an unmarked man.
Instruments of Persuasion.
Instruments of Persuasion.
Instruments of Persuasion.
Rallying calls to the wilfully blinkered.
Hands on the heart and heads in the sand.
Instruments of Persuasion.
Instruments of Persuasion.
Stand shoulder-to-shoulder and win the bonanza.
A sweetener from Death to get back in the good books.
Instruments of Persuasion.
Instruments of Persuasion.
7. The Great And The Good
Stinking to the bowels of high heaven
Crepeing to the giants of status
Guarding protection of interests - not you!
Not you or anything that might be misconstrued (as help)
Marching through the ashes of conquests
Slapping the backs of the empire men
Selling our consent in the process - that's you!
That is you and everything you'd be reduced to do.
A pledge is a pledge
But only 'til it doesn't suit to your friends
The art of double-talk
Adamant on what you really meant.
A pledge is a pledge is a pledge is a pledge
For lesser, the poorer
Pluck out their eyes - they offend
'Dumb' animals can't precede the lucre in barbaric tests.
Big noise says jump now,
The chasm is never too high or wide.
The corporate slow-killer.
Punished with a lenient smile.
A pledge is a pledge is a pledge is a pledge
The arrogance, the hand in hands of despotic
freaks that defend
An oversight where humans rights fall at the fence
of 'good trade'
Yes man? Always.
Drop the high and mighty facade.
Do the decent thing.
Consider mouthing one word of truth.
Blow open the grand scheme.
Yes man? Always. Yes man? Always. Yes man? Always.
Drop the high and mighty facade.
Do the decent thing.
Consider mouthing one word of truth.
Blow open the grand scheme.
A pledge is a pledge is a pledge is a pledge
The man in the bubble smiles - berates the condemned.
Back to his crusade, fights off more cries of dissent.
8. Sold Short
Red's the given colour if you resist the will of hate
You're a bit part
Outliving your worth
Where do you stand in the Aryan pecking order?
We are "faggots", "Jews" and traitors
because we resist the will of hate.
Here's supremacy: To rise above paranoia
Is it others who're diseased for dismissing your
flawed criteria ?
You've been sold short to a scam
Survival of the fittest?
How you seem expendable, vulnerable - a runt
Better keep your mouth shut
Should they find the quirks in your pureblood
You've been sold short to a scam
You can pin all slurs to me
But I'll choose humanity
You're a bit part
Outliving your worth
Where do you stand in the Aryan pecking order?
You've been sold short to a scam
9. All Hail The Grey Dawn
When I look out of my window
The feelgood factor doesn't fell so great and good
Minors feed the majors
All hail the green dawn
Where hopes dissolve in rainstorms
When I stare into the TV
There's wealth and health and optimism
These grinning clones are way off
All hail the green dawn
Where ther is no 'ideal-home'
You're either a have-it-all or a have not
And when you have it all there's a license
to spin the line : 'All this could be yours'
All hail the green dawn
Because clean lines won't enhance your life
When toxic clouds pervade your nine-to-five
And leave you twisted, stunted, stumbling
All hail the green dawn
For polluted minds contentment only reign in paradise
Yet sombre TV faces tell the plight
As deprivation's straddled by designer might
All hail, all hail, all hail, all hail
It's not who you are - it's what you should have
To elevate your reason for being.
Scrabble around in the bare earth.
And climb back on the wheel of drudgery
All hail, all hail, all hail, all hail
10. Vegetative State
In the end it comes down to this:
Want, want, want for a blanket of material bliss
Can you love it?
Does it gleam?
Feel it rid the heart of ideals
This is a vegetative stative
It's a vegetative state
A vegetative state
What your gather - is that all you're worth?
Playing catch-up with opulence
Want. Want. Want.
A get-out clause
Away from the dregs
Leave the dogs to borrow, steal and beg
This is a vegetative stative
It's a vegetative state
A vegetative state
I'd like to know who they're fucking kidding
when they call this a classless society?
I'd like to know why the weight of the law is brought down
When desperation knocks you off course?
Not in the vegetative state
I'd like to know how the high-rolling movers
manoeuvre around the rules?
I'd like to know why 'opportunity for all'
remains a worthless slew of words.
This is a vegetative state
I'd like to know.
Incivilised - that's me
A mongrel too.
A bottom-feeder who sees right through
This is a vegetative stative
It's a vegetative state
A vegetative state.
11. Pay For The Privilege Of Breathing !
Nothing comes to nothing
when there's nothing to give
The powers want to strip you clean
A charge for every breath
A price on skin that we walk in
They call this civil liberty
So-called champions for the poor
Tax us against the wall
Find it now or forfeit
The chance to 'be' in peace
A Price on skin that we walk in
A Price on skin that we walk in.
Grab thin air in one hand
A pound of flesh from the other
Crushing burden on the shoulders
An end poverty?
Only if you pay up first
Meet the fee and keep your soul
12. Pledge Yourself To You
God can take his eyes of me.
Love si there - it's mine and mine alone.
This soul is strong
Our bodies are own
To use, explore with no roots in those laws.
Don't class me as a wayward waste
Open your eyes and shake your bondage chains.
Decreed chastity has no basis
Geared to curtail our loving instincts.
Family fucking values - I've heard it all before
Passionless fucking robots - it's how we will function.
So pledge yourself to you (not forced)
Pledge yourself to you
No urge to procreate - no crime to stimulate.
To stem the flow of love - a weary, bygone age.
So pledge yourself to you (not forced)
Pledge yourself to you
Family fucking values
I've heard it all before
Passionless fucking robots
It's how we will function.
13. Striding Purposefully Backwards
What do I have to do for once to make the mark?
What do I have to say to register a point?
Overtaken - all desire and no connections
I recall these friends in tune
Never would they stop so low
And turn on those who built them up.
Where I'm advised to move
i t stickens me to think
When do I reach the place where I will fall from grace?
I recall these friends in tune
Never would they stop so low
And turn on those who built them up.
Protective - only when I just might get what's due.
Steal a march on a friend whose work you'd prostitute
How quickly you discard those around when usefulness is gone
Beating sense into you sadly sits well
However, blows are dull on an empty shell
Prostituted
Prostituted
Prostituted
Prostituted
14. Morale
Odds are stacked with hooks to catch
The creeping doubt that strains the cracks
Morale - blitzed - morale
Culled - morale
Morale
Invite the plague to hasten the conversion
Or piss upon the incorruptible
Deny a way in
Morale - sheared - morale
Drained - morale
Morale
The passage of the scapegoat
In acceptance
And endgame from a platform
A mortal wounding.
Morale
15. Our Pain Is Their Power
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