Survive
Sacrum Lyrics


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I still remember when to live was worth my whole life.
It′s sad when you realize how small you are to shout.
How much we lived? How much we died over the helplessness?
We're just a sad machine and all we have to do is to survive.

Survive inside.
To die outside.
And then you′ll be there
To crush me, to kill me again.

How much we won? How much we lost beyond our limits?
We are going to get drowned in all these pools of blood.
Destroying, loving, and forgetting all the reasons.
No more beliefs to trust, who will purify my sight?

I was born just to:

Survive inside.
To die outside.

And then you'll be there
To crush me, to kill me again.

'Till the end we will try to survive.
No more feelings inside to spill out.

I am going to:

Survive inside.
To die outside.





And then you′ll be there
To crush me, to kill me again.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Sacrum's "Survive" convey a sense of despair and hopelessness, with a focus on the struggle to survive in a world that seems intent on crushing its inhabitants. The first verse sets the tone with the lines "I still remember when to live was worth my whole life," evoking a feeling of nostalgia for a time when life held more value. The second line of the verse, "It's sad when you realize how small you are to shout," suggests that despite our best efforts, we are ultimately powerless to effect real change in the world. The chorus emphasizes this theme of survival, with the repeated phrase "Survive inside, to die outside" serving as a bleak reminder of the inevitability of death.


The song's second verse continues this somber theme, asking "How much we won? How much we lost beyond our limits?" The lines "Destroying, loving, and forgetting all the reasons" suggest a sense of disillusionment and futility, as if our efforts to make sense of the world are ultimately in vain. The bridge of the song adds a note of resignation to the mix, with the lines "No more beliefs to trust, who will purify my sight?" painting a picture of someone who has lost faith in everything, including themselves.


Line by Line Meaning

I still remember when to live was worth my whole life.
I recall a time when living had value and purpose that sustained me.


It's sad when you realize how small you are to shout.
It's a lament that we're so insignificant that our voices go unheard.


How much we lived? How much we died over the helplessness?
Are we just surviving or does life hold more meaning than the inevitable struggle and death?


We're just a sad machine and all we have to do is to survive.
We're all just cogs in a machine, surviving with no other purpose.


Survive inside. To die outside.
We may be surviving in a physical sense, but emotionally we're dead.


And then you'll be there To crush me, to kill me again.
The hopelessness of life is so intense that even the possibility of love is potentially fatal.


How much we won? How much we lost beyond our limits?
It's a question of whether we've actually gained or lost anything from the endless cycle of life and death.


We are going to get drowned in all these pools of blood.
The bloodshed and violence around us is so pervasive that it threatens to consume us completely.


Destroying, loving, and forgetting all the reasons.
We've lost sight of what we're even fighting for, loving, or trying to forget.


No more beliefs to trust, who will purify my sight?
In the absence of any guiding beliefs, how can I ever find clarity or purpose?


I was born just to: Survive inside. To die outside. And then you'll be there To crush me, to kill me again.
The singer's entire existence seems to be a futile effort to survive life only to be destroyed by the possibility of love.


'Till the end we will try to survive. No more feelings inside to spill out.
We'll keep struggling until the bitter end, but we'll be emotionally dead by then.


I am going to: Survive inside. To die outside. And then you'll be there To crush me, to kill me again.
The cycle repeats and there's seemingly no escape from the inevitability of life, death, and heartbreak.




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