War/Flashbacks
Frozen Plasma Lyrics


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In this room full of people
I am still ten thousand miles away
In the eye of my broken mind
I woke that night and cried out
I saw you running through the flames
I knew that you were gone forever

I've lain down my weapons
I'll take part in this no more
I turn my back to all of this
Though they stabbed me with the scorn
The choice was never mine to make
Why did it have to end up here

It is well that war is so terrible
Yet we seem to love it so
The eternal insane cycle
Can't we ever break it's toll
Do you hear these words when I cry out loud?
Never giving in your own free will
It is well that war is so terrible
'Cause only the dead have seen the end of war

I've seen the darkened anger
Steal the sight from searching eyes
The bloodstained flags and hollow words
It's how they keep us blind
The things I've seen
The things I've done
The ones I've killed will haunt me forever

Blood rushes to the ground
A widow weeps, there's no sadder sound
We go for darkness and despair
Imprisoned within my own mind
If all guns once were silenced
Would we have killed what was left inside?

It is well that war is so terrible
Yet we seem to love it so
The eternal insane cycle
Can't we ever break it's toll
Do you hear these words when I cry out loud?
Never giving in your own free will




It is well that war is so terrible
'Cause only the dead have seen the end of war

Overall Meaning

The song 'War/Flashbacks' by Frozen Plasma is a haunting insight into the emotions of a soldier affected by the horrors of war. The lyrics speak of a deep sense of isolation, as he feels disconnected even from those around him in the presence of PTSD-induced flashbacks. He imagines himself thousands of miles away from the people around him, still wrestling with the trauma of having seen a loved one consumed by flames in the midst of war. The sheer horror of what he has experienced leads him to give up his weapons and turn his back on the war, despite being scorned by his peers. He wonders how it all came to this and if only he could have made a different choice.


The artist portrays the futility of war, questioning why humans seem to love it so. He references the cycle of perpetual violence that humans seem trapped in, and the disturbing implication that only the dead can ever be free from the horrors of war. He speaks of the brutality that stains the flags of nations and the hollow words that mask the truth of what is happening. He is tormented by the things he has done and wishes for a world where guns could be silenced permanently.


Line by Line Meaning

In this room full of people
Even with others around me, I feel alone.


I am still ten thousand miles away
I feel disconnected from the world and my surroundings.


In the eye of my broken mind
In my damaged mental state, I am haunted by the past.


I woke that night and cried out
Memories of trauma and loss still affect me deeply.


I saw you running through the flames
I have witnessed death and destruction.


I knew that you were gone forever
I am deeply impacted by the loss of loved ones.


I've lain down my weapons
I refuse to participate in violence anymore.


I'll take part in this no more
I am leaving behind the world of war and conflict.


I turn my back to all of this
I am distancing myself from the horrors I have experienced.


Though they stabbed me with the scorn
Others judge me for my choices, but I refuse to let their opinions affect me.


The choice was never mine to make
I was forced into war and had no control over the situation.


Why did it have to end up here
I am left with feelings of confusion and despair after everything I have been through.


It is well that war is so terrible
War is a horrific experience that should never be glorified.


Yet we seem to love it so
Despite its terrible nature, people are drawn to war and conflict.


The eternal insane cycle
War seems to be a never-ending pattern of violence and destruction.


Can't we ever break it's toll
We must find a way to end war and prevent these tragedies from happening again.


Do you hear these words when I cry out loud?
I am reaching out to others, hoping they will understand my pain.


Never giving in your own free will
We must resist violence and aggression even when it seems easier to give in.


'Cause only the dead have seen the end of war
War never truly ends, its impact lingers on for generations.


I've seen the darkened anger
I have witnessed the destructive power of hate and rage.


Steal the sight from searching eyes
The negative emotions of war can cloud our judgement and prevent us from seeing clearly.


The bloodstained flags and hollow words
Nationalism and propaganda are often used to justify violence and war, but the consequences can be devastating.


It's how they keep us blind
Those in power use deception and misinformation to control us.


The things I've seen
The traumatic events I have witnessed continue to haunt me.


The things I've done
The actions I took in war still weigh heavy on my conscience.


The ones I've killed will haunt me forever
The loss of life is a burden I will carry for the rest of my days.


Blood rushes to the ground
The violent consequences of war are all-encompassing and leave a lasting mark.


A widow weeps, there's no sadder sound
The pain and suffering inflicted by war is felt by all, even those not directly involved.


We go for darkness and despair
War leads us down a path of destruction and hopelessness.


Imprisoned within my own mind
Trauma and the memories of war can leave us feeling trapped and isolated.


If all guns once were silenced
By putting down our weapons, we have the power to end the cycle of violence.


Would we have killed what was left inside?
The trauma and pain of war can leave us forever changed, but we have the power to heal and move forward.




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