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Join also You in the fantastic "Napalm Death - Time Waits For No Slave's Contest".
Playfully unite, with a pen, pencil, or boar brush stroke, the related entries present in both columns and obtain what in Your unquestionable judgment is the exact track-by-track description of the new Napalm-Death artifact.
Having done so, send [with (dis)trust] everything to the sparkling email address:
napalmdeathtimewaitsfornoslavescontest@debaser.it
and wait [always with (dis)trust] for the scrutiny carried out, under strict legal terms, by the eminent Notary Bartolomeo Boom.
Aiò!
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- Strongarm: - Mighty
- Diktat: - Exquisite
- Work To Rule: - Romantic
- On the brink of extinction: - Ruthless
- Time waits for no slave: - Perfidiously POP
- Life and limb: - Furious
- Downbeat clique: - Folkapocalyptic
- Fallacy dominion: - Quirky
- Passive tense: - Shaking
- Larceny of the heart: - Dowsing
- Procrastination on the empty vessel: - Numbing
- Feeling redundant: - Unpostponable
- A no-sided argument: - Effervescent
- De-evolution ad nauseum: - Unhinging
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1st Prize: an entire week with all the Napalm Death in your living room.
Also expected are other fun little surprises: XXXL t-shirts of Shane Embury, thoroughly scented post-concert.
The nomination of the winner (and losers) will occur, in due time, in the distinguished presence of the honorable (Austro-Insurrectionist Party) Enea Del Diabolo.
A note for the less playful: it’s a timeless, exhausting, metallurgical DeMassacre!
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