Graveland
In Flames Lyrics


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Mankind, proud conqueror and king
Swings its flag of primal glory to the winds
Titans of the power-myth that failed
Neanderthal hunger for the flesh of war so frail

So weak, so hollow-minded
The primate flock responds
The jester race submits

For each day of war is a failure for man,
Enslaved in her mordial genes
Illusions bleed from their fetid cores,
Bent to their rotten extremes

We, the plague of Terra Firma,
Nature's grand and last mistake
Plant the poisoned seed of cancer,
Set the severed fruits awake
Burning like frozen relics
In God's archaic graveland

Burn the visionaire
Kill the ideologies
Mankind must die

The doves and the angels return to their graves
With flames on their pestilent wings
While mushroom-clouds haunt their virgin white skies
To rape their Utopian dreams





Living the last days of evolution's end
From the nest of humanity, the graveland vultures rend

Overall Meaning

The song "Graveland" by In Flames is a powerful commentary on humanity's destructive nature and the consequences of our actions. The lyrics speak of mankind's pride and hunger for war and conquest, symbolized by the flag that we wave in glory. The use of the word "Titans" to describe our power and myth highlights the hubris that we feel.


However, the song also acknowledges the weakness and narrow-mindedness of humanity, as we continue to be driven by our primal instincts. The "jester race" is a metaphor for our foolishness, as we willingly submit to these destructive impulses. The lyrics suggest that every day of war is a failure for humanity, as we continue to be enslaved by our primal genes.


The song further asserts that humanity is a plague on the planet, described as "Nature's grand and last mistake". The metaphorical reference to planting the poisoned seed of cancer speaks to the damage that we're causing to the environment. The use of the phrase "Burning like frozen relics/ In God's archaic graveland" speaks to the inevitability of our destruction. The use of imagery from the apocalypse, such as mushroom-clouds and vultures, suggest that our end will be harsh and brutal.


Line by Line Meaning

Mankind, proud conqueror and king
Humanity, seeing itself as superior and in control


Swings its flag of primal glory to the winds
Celebrating its violent and animalistic instincts


Titans of the power-myth that failed
Leaders who believed in the myth of power, but were unsuccessful


Neanderthal hunger for the flesh of war so frail
Desire for war and destruction that shows humanity's primitive nature


So weak, so hollow-minded
Humans are weak and lack deep thinking


The primate flock responds
People behave like animals


The jester race submits
Even those in power are foolish and submissive


For each day of war is a failure for man,
Every violent day is a defeat for humanity


Enslaved in her mordial genes
Bound by primitive instincts


Illusions bleed from their fetid cores,
False beliefs and fantasies arise from corrupted minds


Bent to their rotten extremes
Taken to dangerous and extreme lengths


We, the plague of Terra Firma,
Humans are a disease on Earth


Nature's grand and last mistake
Nature regretted creating humanity


Plant the poisoned seed of cancer,
Spreading destruction and harm like a disease


Set the severed fruits awake
Waking up the consequences of their actions


Burning like frozen relics
Destroyed like forgotten artifacts


In God's archaic graveland
In a world abandoned by the divine


Burn the visionaire
Destroy the ones with vision and imagination


Kill the ideologies
Eliminate the belief systems that fuel conflict


Mankind must die
The end of humanity is necessary for peace


The doves and the angels return to their graves
Hope and goodness are destroyed by humanity's violence


With flames on their pestilent wings
Even angels are corrupted by humanity's evil


While mushroom-clouds haunt their virgin white skies
Nuclear explosions pollute the previously pure atmosphere


To rape their Utopian dreams
Destroying the idealistic and perfect visions of the future


Living the last days of evolution's end
In the final moments of humanity's existence


From the nest of humanity, the graveland vultures rend
Vultures of destruction feed on the remains of human civilization




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ANDERS PAR FRIDEN, BJOERN INGVAR GELOTTE, JESPER CLAES HAAKAN STROEMBLAD

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