State Of Mind — текст песни (napalm death)

To transgress out,
out of a savage state of mind.

A deep rooted,
continuous outcry.

Territory under rule.
But from whom ?
Do we choose the right to not choose
to be fools ?

To grasp greedily,
a freedom from pride.
A binding force, a source of strength.

Territory under rule.
But from whom ?
Do we choose the right to not choose
to be fools ?

To be content to lose,
an act of saving,
of deliverence for a while.
For that knowing smile of
I told you so .

Fear and it`s penalties,
to utter such cries.

I think the choice
is there to underule.