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Текст (слова) песни: Napalm Death - Judicial SlimeTaste 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`ll face your end line.
Judge me not before yourself.
Breed,
take my pride -
That`s all you can.
Hatred surges 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`d imagine.
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