Текст: Napalm Death. Inside The Torn Apart. Reflect On Conflict.

Something to prove, something to say
Feeling 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 unsure
Testing the strength of us once more
Peeling away the scab to bleed
Peeling again a growing seed

Trapping the standpoint
Focal disjoint
More to protect than to reject
Reflect the conflict inside

Accept the consequence
Unlike our differences

Shameless and painless
Reflect on conflict
Hateful, resentful
Reflect on conflict

Shameless and painless
Reflect on conflict
Hateful, resentful
Reflect on conflict

Something to prove, something to say
Feeling 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
Inside