In the middle of a war that was not started by me
Deep depression of the nuclear remains
I've never thought of, I've never thought about
This happening to me
Proliferations of ignorance
Orders that stand to destroy
Battlefields and slaughter
Now they mean my home and my work
Who has won?
Who has died?
Beneath the remains
Cities in ruins
Bodies packed on minefields
Neurotic game of life and death
Now I can feel the end
Premonition about my final hour
A sad image of everything
Everything's so real
Who has won?
Who has died?
Everything happened so quickly.
I felt I was about to leave hell
I'll fight for myself, for you, but so what?
To feel a deep hate
To feel scared
But beyond that, to wish being at an end
Clotted blood
Mass mutilation
Hope for the future is only utopia
Mortality, insanity, fatality
You'll never want to feel what I've felt
Mediocrity, brutality, and falsity
It's just a world against me
Cities in ruins
Bodies packed on minefields
Neurotic game of life and death
Now I can feel the end
Premonition about my final hour
A sad image of everything
Everything's so real
Who has won?
Who has died?
Beneath the remains
Deep depression of the nuclear remains
I've never thought of, I've never thought about
This happening to me
Proliferations of ignorance
Orders that stand to destroy
Battlefields and slaughter
Now they mean my home and my work
Who has won?
Who has died?
Beneath the remains
Cities in ruins
Bodies packed on minefields
Neurotic game of life and death
Now I can feel the end
Premonition about my final hour
A sad image of everything
Everything's so real
Who has won?
Who has died?
Everything happened so quickly.
I felt I was about to leave hell
I'll fight for myself, for you, but so what?
To feel a deep hate
To feel scared
But beyond that, to wish being at an end
Clotted blood
Mass mutilation
Hope for the future is only utopia
Mortality, insanity, fatality
You'll never want to feel what I've felt
Mediocrity, brutality, and falsity
It's just a world against me
Cities in ruins
Bodies packed on minefields
Neurotic game of life and death
Now I can feel the end
Premonition about my final hour
A sad image of everything
Everything's so real
Who has won?
Who has died?
Beneath the remains
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Noone posts to this song, so I will try ;) It`s my favourite Sepultura song, great music and Lyrics with a deep meaning especially in this time of a soon beginning senseless and stupid war :(
I think it means how terrible a war is, from the view of an innocent victim. A war is never the right way to solve problems but to add more and more problems.
And in the End noone wins, many have been killed and nothing has changed...Sucks... (my English isn
t that good hope ull understand ;) )Yes, I pretty much agree with you. I think it's the point of view from someone dragged into the war, to be more specific. Especially considering the lines "Battlefields and slaughter, Now they mean my home and work" I really love this song! A friend and I recorded a cover of this song a while ago, made it instrumental and changed the solo, obviously not as good as the original, though...
Yep, you guys got the meaning. Bad-ass goddamn song. Love the intro.
great intro to a great album
i think it implies the sense of desperation, hoplessness and futility (who has won? who has died) of war, from the standpoint of the innocents whose stories lay forever lost "beneath the remains". the acoustic intro to this track is breathtaking btw and speaks volumes as the albums concept.