This is one of the more emotional songs from the band. I think it speaks about war as mentioned elsewhere but for me personally it transcends a specific event. It talks about how easy it is to delude ourselves in the comfort and dullness of our lives, and forget how so many before us and now in the present have made innumerable sacrifices and go through untold suffering to stand up for basic human dignity and dreams. It beehoves us to at least acknowledge and take action to not forget "the forgotten", and not rest on their laurels. It should also make us wonder, if we do ignore them and their sacrifices, do we become prey to the same evils in our lives, personally and in our society.
Towards the end, I think the song takes a dark turn. It talks about how we also go through injustice and evil in front of our very own eyes (either individually or at the level of the society), and there is a even a silent form of protest or screaming. But we choose to squash it in favor of the continued dullness, and in the end it only brings a lot more misery, with us as mere spectators or unwilling participants in the aftermath.
This is one of the more emotional songs from the band. I think it speaks about war as mentioned elsewhere but for me personally it transcends a specific event. It talks about how easy it is to delude ourselves in the comfort and dullness of our lives, and forget how so many before us and now in the present have made innumerable sacrifices and go through untold suffering to stand up for basic human dignity and dreams. It beehoves us to at least acknowledge and take action to not forget "the forgotten", and not rest on their laurels. It should also make us wonder, if we do ignore them and their sacrifices, do we become prey to the same evils in our lives, personally and in our society.
Towards the end, I think the song takes a dark turn. It talks about how we also go through injustice and evil in front of our very own eyes (either individually or at the level of the society), and there is a even a silent form of protest or screaming. But we choose to squash it in favor of the continued dullness, and in the end it only brings a lot more misery, with us as mere spectators or unwilling participants in the aftermath.