Testo Purist Realist – Napalm Death

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Purist-realist manipulates
Purist-realist segregates
Purist-realist – on their own terms
Purist-realist – you never learn
Inner loathing – the mounting hate
Hundred fights – a thousand regrets
Sacrifice – you wear me like a second skin
Dwelling on a scene of bitter lore
Harping on some forgotten war
The shadow former self
Two-faced preacher – denied yourself
Purist-realist – a rotting state of grace
Cannot be me
Cannot see the once-treasured
Depleting life it shows in
Your weakness, impotence
Inability to have spoken
Summarizing that teasing
That non-restricted feeling set in a moment
In dealing
Return to the source of regret

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