The band is recognized as pioneers of the grindcore genre, blending elements of crust punk and death metal. They are known for their noise-filled sound, characterized by distorted, down-tuned guitars, grinding overdrive bass, high-speed tempo, blast beats, and vocals consisting of incomprehensible growls or high-pitched shrieks. Their songs are exceptionally short, often featuring sociopolitical lyrics. Napalm Death gained substantial influence in the global metal community with the release of their debut album "Scum" in 1987, which was issued by Earache Records. Notably, their track "You Suffer" holds the Guinness World Record for the shortest recorded song, lasting a mere 1.316 seconds.
Over the years, Napalm Death has released sixteen studio albums and is recognized by Nielsen SoundScan as the seventh-best-selling death metal band in the United States.
Studio albums
Scum (1987)
From Enslavement to Obliteration (1988)
Harmony Corruption (1990)
Utopia Banished (1992)
Fear, Emptiness, Despair (1994)
Diatribes (1996)
Inside the Torn Apart (1997)
Words from the Exit Wound (1998)
Enemy of the Music Business (2000)
Order of the Leech (2002)
The Code Is Red...Long Live the Code (2005)
Smear Campaign (2006)
Time Waits for No Slave (2009)
Utilitarian (2012)
Apex Predator - Easy Meat (2015)
Throes of Joy in the Jaws of Defeatism (2020)
Social Sterility
Napalm Death Lyrics
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Time for my omittance
From a sterile existence
Where the weekend pays homage
To stereotypical perpetuation
Must inebriate my senses
Before I turn to the meat-rack
For my penial selection
Apathy spreads
In unison with social disease
A scourge that infests
The cattle markets of youth
Unconscious, just promiscuous
Deprived of self-respect
In the selling of their bodies
All emotions dead!
Thoughts absorbed
Lost in sense of direction
It's time to sit down
And reassess my course of action
In "Social Sterility," Napalm Death expresses disgust with society's obsession with conformity and consumerism. The lyrics depict a weekend filled with shallow activities that maintain the status quo, such as drinking and hooking up with strangers. The singer feels trapped in this cycle and believes that apathy and a pandemic of unfulfillment are spreading throughout society, especially among the younger generation. The lyrics also touch on the issue of prostitution and the loss of self-respect that comes from selling oneself.
The song highlights an existential crisis where the singer looks to numb their feelings through alcohol and promiscuity. The song's chorus expresses the anger over the plight of youth as they strive for basic survival, who are conditioned to devalue themselves with the lack of options presented.
Line by Line Meaning
Time for my omittance
It's time to leave this environment
From a sterile existence
From a life of conformism and compliance
Where the weekend pays homage
Where the celebration of mediocrity occurs on weekends
To stereotypical perpetuation
By continuing to follow norms and customs
Must inebriate my senses
I must get intoxicated to numb my senses
Into a state of delirium
To forget about reality and enter a state of bliss
Before I turn to the meat-rack
Before I succumb to casual sex
For my penial selection
For a sexual partner
Apathy spreads
Indifference becoming infectious
In unison with social disease
Aligned with societal afflictions
A scourge that infests
A disease that infects
The cattle markets of youth
The youth being commodified
Unconscious, just promiscuous
Unaware, and just interested in sex
Deprived of self-respect
Lacking dignity and self-worth
In the selling of their bodies
By exchanging sex for money
All emotions dead!
All feelings are gone
Thoughts absorbed
Lost in thought
Lost in sense of direction
Unable to come up with a plan of action
It's time to sit down
It's time to stop and think
And reassess my course of action
To rethink my decisions and choices so far
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