Letra da Música: Instruments Of Persuation - Napalm Death

A farce – so sincere
A farce – so austere
A farce – heartfelt pleas
A farce – shock and awe to force a retreat

Ten thousand corpses in the wake of his whims
Count many thousands more on the way to obedience

Duty – to uphold
Duty – to make bold
Duty – purity so skewed
Duty – break out the arms, don't spare the rod

Ten thousand corpses in the wake of his whims
Waves and flashed smiles, with the gall of an unmarked man

Instruments of persuation
Instruments of persuation
Instruments of persuation

Rallying calls to the wilfully blinkered
Hands on the heart and heads in the sand

Instruments of persuation
Instruments of persuation

Stand shoulder-to-shoulder and win the bonanza
A sweetener from death to get back in the good books

Instruments of persuation
Instruments of persuation