Letra de 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
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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