Napalm d**h - Twist the Knife (Slowly) (Pete Coleman original mixdown) lyrics

Gut level, below it all Out of duty - just here Feeling like a knife's being twisted in the hole of how it is False hope, an inch of pride that died when I left to hide from non stop Battering of conditioned opinion Rest a**ured but not a**ured, all is well, but I think we've dealt With the fear for far too long Unborn suffer the norm Born to this - I thin not! I stand against till the sh** drops We see all but do nothing, in the hole of "How it is"