The Intense Humming of Evil
Manic Street Preachers Lyrics


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You were what you were
Clean cut, unbecoming
Recreation for the masses
You always mistook fists for flowers
Welcome welcome soldier smiling
Funeral march for agony's last edge

6 million screaming souls
Maybe misery - maybe nothing at all
Lives that wouldn't have changed a thing
Never counted - never mattered - never be

Arbeit macht frei
Transport of invalids
Hartheim Castle breathes us in
In block 5 we worship malaria
Lagerstrasse, poplar trees
Beauty lost, dignity gone
Rascher surveys us butcher bacteria
Welcome welcome soldier smiling
Soon infected, nails broken hunger's a word

6 million screaming souls
Maybe misery - maybe nothing at all
Lives that wouldn't have changed a thing
Never counted - never mattered - never be
Drink it away, every tear is false




Churchill no different
Wish the workers bled to a machine

Overall Meaning

The Intense Humming Of Evil by Manic Street Preachers is a song that explores the horrors and atrocities of the Holocaust. In the first verse, the lyrics describe the obliviousness of those who were responsible for the genocide. They were "clean cut" and "recreation for the masses," suggesting that they were ordinary people who were unaware of the destruction they were causing. The line "You always mistook fists for flowers" also touches on this naivete - that those behind the Holocaust believed that their violence and brutality were necessary for a better future.


The second verse delves deeper into the horror of the Holocaust itself. The lyric "Arbeit macht frei" refers to the infamous slogan that hung over the entrance to Nazi concentration camps, which means "work sets you free." The transport of invalids to Hartheim Castle is also referenced - this was an extermination center where over 30,000 people were killed. In the following lines, the lyrics describe the inhumane living conditions of those in block 5, who were infected with disease and subjected to brutal experimentation.


The chorus, "6 million screaming souls, maybe misery - maybe nothing at all," speaks to the idea that the lives of those who were killed in the Holocaust may not have mattered to those who orchestrated it. The song closes with the line "Wish the workers bled to a machine," a reference to Winston Churchill's 1941 speech that supported factory production during World War II, even if it meant the injury or loss of a human worker.


Line by Line Meaning

You were what you were
The way you presented yourself was never good enough or honest.


Clean cut, unbecoming
Your appearance was polished but ultimately unimpressive and not fitting.


Recreation for the masses
Your existence was for the purpose of entertainment for others, not for your own fulfillment.


You always mistook fists for flowers
You had a flawed perception of violence, thinking it could bring beauty and growth, when in reality it only causes harm.


Welcome welcome soldier smiling
In times of war, you were welcomed and celebrated, even though your life was in danger and your actions could cause pain.


Funeral march for agony's last edge
The end of pain and suffering is celebrated like a funeral march, because it means the end of a chapter, but it is still met with sorrow for what was lost.


6 million screaming souls
The immense number of people who suffered in the Holocaust, whose cries and struggles were ignored or silenced.


Maybe misery - maybe nothing at all
Their experiences may have been filled with misery, or maybe they had no experience at all, being killed before they could even live.


Lives that wouldn't have changed a thing
All those people who were herded to their deaths, their existence would not have altered the world, they were doomed by the oppressors.


Never counted - never mattered - never be
The devaluation of their lives, their suffering and existence never had any worth or significance to the oppressors.


Arbeit macht frei
The phrase work sets you free, a devilish slogan displayed at the entrances of some concentration camps.


Transport of invalids
The deportation of those deemed unfit, disabled or old, to camps where they would be killed on arrival.


Hartheim Castle breathes us in
The infamous Hartheim Castle in Austria, converted by the Nazis into a death center for the disabled, sucking their last breaths.


In block 5 we worship malaria
In one of the blocks at the Auschwitz concentration camp, experiments were conducted on prisoners, such as infecting them with deadly diseases like malaria.


Lagerstrasse, poplar trees
The camp road, leading to gas chambers or crematoriums, shadowed by tall, elegant poplar trees.


Beauty lost, dignity gone
The dehumanization of prisoners through violence, humiliation and genocide, robbing them of the value of life.


Rascher surveys us butcher bacteria
The notorious Nazi doctor Sigmund Rascher conducted experiments in concentration camps, using prisoners as objects to test the limits of endurance, subjecting them to shock, hypothermia, and bacteria.


Welcome welcome soldier smiling
In times of war, you were welcomed and celebrated, even though your life was in danger and your actions could cause pain.


Soon infected, nails broken hunger's a word
Prisoners in concentration camps would often suffer from diseases, poor hygiene, and malnutrition, enduring harsh conditions and cruel punishments.


6 million screaming souls
The immense number of people who suffered in the Holocaust, whose cries and struggles were ignored or silenced.


Maybe misery - maybe nothing at all
Their experiences may have been filled with misery, or maybe they had no experience at all, being killed before they could even live.


Lives that wouldn't have changed a thing
All those people who were herded to their deaths, their existence would not have altered the world, they were doomed by the oppressors.


Never counted - never mattered - never be
The devaluation of their lives, their suffering and existence never had any worth or significance to the oppressors.


Drink it away, every tear is false
Those who participate in manifesting such systematic genocide, afterward try to forget or dull their memories, while still denying the enormity and inhumanity of their actions.


Churchill no different
Even those held in high esteem can be flawed, as the former British Prime Minister, seen as a hero to some, has been criticized for his role in the Bengal famine, which led to millions of deaths.


Wish the workers bled to a machine
The shameful desire of those in power, wanting to sacrifice and use workers for their own gain and purposes, disregarding their humanity and dignity.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: BRADFIELD, EDWARDS, JONES, MOORE

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