Land of the Living Dead
Sigmun Lyrics


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I travel miles, I see no trace of hope
The air was burning cold
The roads were all alone
The wind was blowing moan
The ever living man
The sound of whispering sand
Is my only friend
I'm in the land of the living dead

The dark clouds were covering the sky
And blocking all the lights
The sun was out of sight
The day was always night
The glorious of tale
Rotten in the hell
The only thing that's left
Was the grave





I'm in the land of the living dead

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Sigmun's 'Land of the Living Dead' convey a sense of hopelessness and despair. The opening lines "I travel miles, I see no trace of hope" depict the singer's journey through a desolate landscape, devoid of any signs of life or positivity. The next line, "The air was burning cold" creates a sense of discomfort and unease, further accentuated by the emptiness of the roads and the eerie moan of the wind.


The song then moves on to describe a land where darkness reigns – "The dark clouds were covering the sky and blocking all the lights, the sun was out of sight, the day was always night". This could represent a metaphorical interpretation of a mental state or a dystopian society where hopelessness is rampant. The line "The glorious of tale, rotten in the hell" suggests a corruption of values and ideals, leaving only death as the finality.


The last line, "I'm in the land of the living dead", is repeated twice in each stanza, reinforcing the hopelessness the singer feels. The lyrics as a whole leave the listener with a sense of despair and uncertainty, but possibly also a glimmer of hope.


Line by Line Meaning

I travel miles, I see no trace of hope
I have journeyed for a long time, but I have not found any indication of positivity or optimism.


The air was burning cold
The atmosphere was freezing and unpleasantly cold.


The roads were all alone
There was nobody on the paths that I walked on.


The wind was blowing moan
The blowing wind was producing a mournful and sorrowful sound.


The ever living man
An individual who cannot die or is undead.


The sound of whispering sand
The sole noise that can be heard is the sound of sand being blown by the wind and making a whispering sound.


Is my only friend
The only companion I have in my travels is the whispering sand.


I'm in the land of the living dead
I have arrived in a place where life does not exist.


The dark clouds were covering the sky
Overcast clouds were hiding the sun and filling the sky with darkness.


And blocking all the lights
The clouds were preventing anything from reflecting light, resulting in absolute darkness.


The sun was out of sight
The sun was not visible.


The day was always night
There was no difference between day and night due to the constant darkness.


The glorious of tale
Stories of wonder and celebration.


Rotten in the hell
They have withered away and lost all their purpose or significance, causing them to be associated with pain and suffering.


The only thing that's left
All that remains is something that was once vibrant but is now ruined and useless.


Was the grave
The only symbol of life that remains is the grave where people are buried after they die.




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