Napalm Death
Time Waits For No Slave

THE REVIEW

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!