Interpret:

Napalm Death

Album:

Words From The Exit Wound

Someone wants me dead 
from the neck and upwards. 
Rope weaved by these hands, 
box of my toils. 


Coerced - dazed by a suckerpunch. 
Reeling - believing that these are the dues. 


Pitch back - throwback to a chastised youth. 
No quarter - stifled under a stich-up hood. 


To be made an example 
will stauch my deviant flow. 


Held a lever that only I can pull. 
Need a trauma to silence my loose tongue. 


Bigots want my head 
on a plate to sound-out. 


Probing - exposing delicate core to full view. 
Damning - programming etiquette to suit. 


To dissect and reset 
will staunch my deviant flow. 


Held a lever that only I can pull. 
Need a trauma to silence my loose tongue. 
Group constrictor. 
Throttling a bond. 
Call a cull to silence our loose tongues.