beneath the remains
Singer:sepultura
that was not started by me
deep depression of the nuclear remains
proliferations of ignorance
orders that stand to destroy
battlefields and slaughter
now they mean my home and work
bodies packed on minefields
neurotic game of life and death
premonition about my final hour
a sad image of everything
everything happened so quickly
i felt i was about to leave hell
hope for the future is only utopia
you'll never want to feel what i've felt
it's just a world against me
bodies packed on minefields
neurotic game of life and death
premonition about my final hour
a sad image of everything