Lyrics
Look up to the sky, upon the cold and grey horizon,
Observing the cold and grey horizon in the sky.
The smell of death fills the air, as the fate of human kind is sealed,
The air is filled with the scent of death, indicating the inevitable fate of humanity.
Nothing's won and nothing gained when everything you know is gone,
There is no victory or gain when everything familiar is lost.
There's no place to run or hide,
There is no refuge or concealment.
And there's no chance for survival.
No opportunity for survival exists.
Who's won and lost when we're spoils of the last war?
Pondering who is the winner or loser when people become the spoils of the last war.
No place left to run or hide when the bombs are fallin from the sky,
With no place to escape, bombs falling from the sky pose imminent danger.
No chance left for protest when your final fate has been decided,
Protesting becomes futile when one's final destiny is already determined.
The smell of death fills the air and the fate of human kind is sealed,
Reiterating the pervasive smell of death and the sealed fate of humanity.
No one's won and lost, we're all just spoils of the last war.
Highlighting that in the end, no one truly wins or loses; all become spoils of the last war.
Who's won and lost when we're spoils of the last war?
Repeating the question of who emerges victorious or defeated when people become spoils of war.
Look up to the sky upon the cold and dead horizon,
Again, looking at the sky, emphasizing the cold and lifeless horizon.
No place left to run or hide when the bombs have fallen from the sky,
No escape remains when bombs have descended from the sky.
The smell of death fills the air and the fate of human kind is sealed,
Reiterating the pervading smell of death and the sealed fate of human kind.
No one's won and lost we're all just spoils of the last war.
Emphasizing the absence of winners or losers; everyone becomes spoils of the last war.
Who's won and lost when we're spoils of the last war?
Repeating the contemplation of who prevails or succumbs when people become the spoils of war.
Spoils of the last war.
Summarizing the theme by explicitly stating "Spoils of the last war."
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