Beneath the Remains - Sepultura

In the meddie of a war the that was not Started by me Deep depression of the nuclear Remains

Live never thought of I’ve never Thought about

This happening of ignorance

Orders that stand to destroy

Battlerfields and slaughter

Now they mean my home, and my work

Who has won?

Who has died?

Beneath the remains Citiesin ruins

Bodies packed on minefields

Nevrotic 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 begin 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 feit

Mediocrity, brutality and falsity

It’s just a world agains me Cities in ruins

Bodies packed on mine fields

Nevrotic 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.