Underground
Scars of Chaos Lyrics


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Sous les villes inond?es de lumi?re
Au del? des sens et de l'esprit humain
S'ab?mant vers les profondeurs de la terre
Sombres comme s'annoncent nos lendemains

I reign upon the catacombs
Where lie so many unsubdued souls
Who made a quest that dug their tomb
Dead beyond the eyes of the fouls

Nous ?pions du monde les rumeurs
D'une inlassable, vaine agitation
Les signes de notre vision qui se meurt
Et rena?t de leur incompr?hension

I reign ? fouls

Sous les vo?tes de calcaire des abysses
Cach?s au sein d'une nuit ?ternelle
Les sombres boyaux retentissent
Des rugissement de notre haine immortelle
Les rivi?res souterraines se remplissent
D'un flot d'ordures et d'immondices
Que viendront gonfler les corps putr?fi?s
De ceux qui ne peuvent se voir d?fi?s

Here we lie, underground
So near and yet so far from you

C?est une guerre permanente
Du mal que dans l?ombre on devine
Crainte d?un autre age pr?sente
Dans une mal?fique incarnation divine
So much of your blood feed our lands
That it made a palace of your hands
A place for us to inherit
A place of hatred where meet




Soiled memories of the past
That will burn your future at last

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Scars of Chaos's song Underground describe a world beneath the surface of the cities, beyond the comprehension of the human mind. The depths represent the darkness that lie ahead of us in our futures. The catacombs, tunnels and underground rivers are described as hiding the souls of those who have lost their way while looking for answers, and whose graves go unnoticed by the living. The song describes the world beneath the surface as a place of never-ending strife and war, where the malice that exists in the shadows surrounds and engulfs those who venture into it.


The lyrics describe the constant battles that occur beneath the surface of the world, and the fear that exists with every step into the unknown. There is a sense of unrelenting hostility and hatred within this realm, which is fueled by the blood and waste of those who wander into the depths. Scars of Chaos paints a bleak picture of the underground world, where the damned are punished, hope is lost and where the past meets an ominous future.


Line by Line Meaning

Sous les villes inond?es de lumi?re
Beneath the cities flooded with light


Au del? des sens et de l'esprit humain
Beyond the senses and human mind


S'ab?mant vers les profondeurs de la terre
Descending into the depths of the earth


Sombres comme s'annoncent nos lendemains
As dark as our future seems


I reign upon the catacombs
I rule over the underground tombs


Where lie so many unsubdued souls
Where the souls of many remain unconquered


Who made a quest that dug their tomb
Those who undertook a journey that led to their death


Dead beyond the eyes of the fouls
Dead and unseen by the living


Nous ?pions du monde les rumeurs
We listen to the rumors of the world


D'une inlassable, vaine agitation
In an endless, futile agitation


Les signes de notre vision qui se meurt
The signs of our dying vision


Et rena?t de leur incompr?hension
And is reborn from their incomprehension


I reign ? fouls
I rule over the damned


Sous les vo?tes de calcaire des abysses
Under the limestone arches of the abyss


Cach?s au sein d'une nuit ?ternelle
Hidden within an eternal night


Les sombres boyaux retentissent
The dark tunnels echo


Des rugissement de notre haine immortelle
With the roar of our immortal hatred


Les rivi?res souterraines se remplissent
The underground rivers fill


D'un flot d'ordures et d'immondices
With a flow of garbage and filth


Que viendront gonfler les corps putr?fi?s
Which will be swollen by decaying bodies


De ceux qui ne peuvent se voir d?fi?s
Of those who cannot be challenged


Here we lie, underground
Here we rest, beneath the surface


So near and yet so far from you
So close, yet separated from you


C?est une guerre permanente
It is a permanent war


Du mal que dans l?ombre on devine
Of the evil that is seen in the shadows


Crainte d?un autre age pr?sente
Fear of another present age


Dans une mal?fique incarnation divine
In a malevolent divine incarnation


So much of your blood feed our lands
So much of your blood nourishes our lands


That it made a palace of your hands
It has made a palace out of your hands


A place for us to inherit
A place for us to claim as our own


A place of hatred where meet
A place of hatred where we come together


Soiled memories of the past
Memories of the past that are tainted


That will burn your future at last
That will ultimately destroy your future




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