Fall on Their Swords Songtext
von Napalm Death

Dubious and murky
What aligns all parties
Strike swifter, stealthier, neater
Untraced conscience cleaner
Untraced conscience cleaner

But we′re armed with an ethic
But we're armed with an ethic

′Defence' and 'Ordnance′
As commodities
Satiate like food and drink
Satiate like food and drink
Prostrate in it
In it to win it
In it to win it

But we′re armed with an ethic
But we're armed with an ethic

Fall on their swords
Fall on their swords


Pragmatic in dissent
To curb the arms you circulated
Blacklists and short lists
Alternate them on grace and favour
At barrel′s end
There are no conventions
We fall on their swords
We fell on their swords

Dubious and murky
What aligns all parties
Strike swifter, stealthier, neater
Untraced conscience cleaner
Dubious and murky
What aligns all parties

Armed with an ethic

'Defence′ and 'Ordnance′
As commodities
Satiate like food and drink
Prostrate in it

In it in it to win it

Die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die

But we're armed with an ethic Jesus Christ