| Song | Mentally Murdered |
| Artist | Napalm Death |
| Album | From Enslavement To Obliteration |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:lee dorrian / music:mick harris | |
| Your aspirations, unable to stretch, | |
| Beyond the barriers of what's expected, | |
| As the free thought you were born with | |
| Becomes externally polluted. | |
| Lose sight of your ideals | |
| In their brainwashing institutions, | |
| Predetermine your values | |
| To befit your substandard existence... | |
| Discouraging creativity, | |
| To aim for empty ambitions. | |
| Living up to others'expectations. | |
| Takes hold of your assiduity. | |
| Mentally murdered ! | |
| The will to succeed | |
| Overpowers the will to resist. | |
| Mentally murdered ! | |
| Always up to the mark, | |
| Set the wheels in motion, | |
| A fake sense of security | |
| From your invariable position. | |
| Sinking in the crowd, | |
| A face minus expression. | |
| A mouth that echoes words, | |
| Recycled from tradition. | |
| Your only contentness | |
| Is in living a lie. | |
| Mentally murdered ! | |
| Do you possess the strength | |
| To re-create your own life ? | |
| Mentally murdered ! ? ! ? |
| Lyrics: lee dorrian music: mick harris | |
| Your aspirations, unable to stretch, | |
| Beyond the barriers of what' s expected, | |
| As the free thought you were born with | |
| Becomes externally polluted. | |
| Lose sight of your ideals | |
| In their brainwashing institutions, | |
| Predetermine your values | |
| To befit your substandard existence... | |
| Discouraging creativity, | |
| To aim for empty ambitions. | |
| Living up to others' expectations. | |
| Takes hold of your assiduity. | |
| Mentally murdered ! | |
| The will to succeed | |
| Overpowers the will to resist. | |
| Mentally murdered ! | |
| Always up to the mark, | |
| Set the wheels in motion, | |
| A fake sense of security | |
| From your invariable position. | |
| Sinking in the crowd, | |
| A face minus expression. | |
| A mouth that echoes words, | |
| Recycled from tradition. | |
| Your only contentness | |
| Is in living a lie. | |
| Mentally murdered ! | |
| Do you possess the strength | |
| To recreate your own life ? | |
| Mentally murdered ! ? ! ? |
| Lyrics: lee dorrian music: mick harris | |
| Your aspirations, unable to stretch, | |
| Beyond the barriers of what' s expected, | |
| As the free thought you were born with | |
| Becomes externally polluted. | |
| Lose sight of your ideals | |
| In their brainwashing institutions, | |
| Predetermine your values | |
| To befit your substandard existence... | |
| Discouraging creativity, | |
| To aim for empty ambitions. | |
| Living up to others' expectations. | |
| Takes hold of your assiduity. | |
| Mentally murdered ! | |
| The will to succeed | |
| Overpowers the will to resist. | |
| Mentally murdered ! | |
| Always up to the mark, | |
| Set the wheels in motion, | |
| A fake sense of security | |
| From your invariable position. | |
| Sinking in the crowd, | |
| A face minus expression. | |
| A mouth that echoes words, | |
| Recycled from tradition. | |
| Your only contentness | |
| Is in living a lie. | |
| Mentally murdered ! | |
| Do you possess the strength | |
| To recreate your own life ? | |
| Mentally murdered ! ? ! ? |