Wherever you go I will be carcass
Whatever you see will be rotting flesh
Humanity recovered glittering etiquette
Answers her crimes with Mausoleum rent
Regained your self-control
And regained your self-esteem
And blind your success inspires
And analyse, despise and scrutinise
Never knowing what you hoped for
And safe and warm but life is so silent
For the victims who have no speech
In their shapeless guilty remorse
Obliterates your meaning
Obliterates your meaning
Obliterates your meaning
Your meaning, your meaning
No birds, no birds
The sky is swollen black
No birds, no birds
Holy mass of dead insect
Come and walk down memory lane
No one sees a thing but they can pretend
Life eternal scorched grass and trees
For your love nature has hemorrhaged
Regained your self-control
And regained your self-esteem
And blind your success inspires
And analyse, despise and scrutinise
Never knowing what you hoped for
And safe and warm but life is so silent
For the victims who have no speech
In their shapeless guilty remorse
Obliterates your meaning
Obliterates your meaning
Obliterates your meaning
Your meaning, your meaning
No birds, no birds
The sky is swollen black
No birds, no birds
Holy mass of dead insect
And life can be as important as death
But so mediocre when there's no air, no light and no hope
Prejudice burns brighter when it's all we have to burn
The world lances youth's lamblike winter, winter
Whatever you see will be rotting flesh
Humanity recovered glittering etiquette
Answers her crimes with Mausoleum rent
Regained your self-control
And regained your self-esteem
And blind your success inspires
And analyse, despise and scrutinise
Never knowing what you hoped for
And safe and warm but life is so silent
For the victims who have no speech
In their shapeless guilty remorse
Obliterates your meaning
Obliterates your meaning
Obliterates your meaning
Your meaning, your meaning
No birds, no birds
The sky is swollen black
No birds, no birds
Holy mass of dead insect
Come and walk down memory lane
No one sees a thing but they can pretend
Life eternal scorched grass and trees
For your love nature has hemorrhaged
Regained your self-control
And regained your self-esteem
And blind your success inspires
And analyse, despise and scrutinise
Never knowing what you hoped for
And safe and warm but life is so silent
For the victims who have no speech
In their shapeless guilty remorse
Obliterates your meaning
Obliterates your meaning
Obliterates your meaning
Your meaning, your meaning
No birds, no birds
The sky is swollen black
No birds, no birds
Holy mass of dead insect
And life can be as important as death
But so mediocre when there's no air, no light and no hope
Prejudice burns brighter when it's all we have to burn
The world lances youth's lamblike winter, winter
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Mausoleum Lyrics as written by Edwards Bradfield
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No one sees a thing but they can pretend'
This is a simultaneous reference to the way the holocaust is treated like entertainment on TV ('memory lane',- it sounds like pleasant nostalgia!) and the sheer idiotic blindness of a holocaust denier.
Such a creepy statement... what does it mean?
Anyone?
And regained your self-esteem
And blind your success inspires" - How Germany has recovered from ww2 to become this great economic power
"For your love nature has haemorrhaged" - The Nazi's actions have scarred the earth
"Prejudice burns brighter when it's all we have to burn" - As said earlier, about how the Nazi's could thrive in the Weimar republic because of the poverty
So i think winter in the last line can be a metaphor of a real tragic winter scene (wether in the concentration camps or just in reality) and the fact that cold can kill,cold inside also can kill
Anyways back to the line i think the term "youth's lamb" means the innocent part of everybody's youth,the part that we all hate to refer to because its long gone and the filthiness of the world has gotten in our throats also! So i think it means that "The World" (aka the brutal,dirty hopeless place filled with broken dreams) is stabbing the innocence with a lance (lambs grow just to get beheaded by their assumed friends) just like winter sucked the life out of its victims and finally killing the person who held most dearly to his possessions wether they were their life through war or simply their innocence
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Sorry if this means nothing but thats how i interpret that line.
More concisely, prejudice is all they have so that's all you hear them shout about.
Your interpretation makes more sense though.
"Regained your self-control
And regained your self-esteem
And blind your success inspires
And analyse, despise and scrutinise"
A manic-depressive interpretation. Depression causes severe writer's block; mania regains the sharpness of wit and ability to write. 'Blind' is significant; although the artist can try to shed light on their subject, they cannot know them and describe their experience entirely, or in any real sense, at all; only their own interpretation and not the truth.
"Never knowing what you hoped for
And safe and warm..."
Sometimes writing aimlessly, or writing upon subjects so grandiose that your work could never have any impact but you still believe that some good may come of it. It's just a bunch of words; how could you have hoped to have an effect upon [x]? No, the artist is removed, can't express the truth, merely observes it, safe and warm.
"...but life is so silent
For the victims who have no speech
In their shapeless guilty remorse
Obliterates your meaning"
The people who lived what you're trying to expose; they should be telling this story, but they have no voice in the wider world, no means or ability to express their experience but seeing and knowing of the tragedies you're writing about nullifies and makes redundant your work. No matter how harsh and tragic your words are, they will only ever be words and the horrors faced by those who lived through the events you describe obliterates any deeper meaning you tried to contain in those words.