Text: Napalm Death. Diatribes. Placate, Sedate, Eradicate.

Placate, sedate, eradicate

Lead the burden across my shoulders
Pour the effluent on thick

Placate, sedate, eradicate
Am I worthy to carry the weight?

Wage a war on my prone feelings
Anaesthetised and numb

Placate, sedate, eradicate
Strangely calm when I should be enraged

Placate, sedate
Placate, sedate, eradicate

Don't be friend, the silver screen
As long as others face, firing lines
Recline, relax, take in your stride
Be the voyeur

Be the voyeur

Tamed by rabid entertainers
Engrossed in real life hell

Placate, sedate, eradicate
Only observing, I'm exempt