Trauma of War - Sepultura

Children watch their mothers die

Raping a city in the name of freedom

Children growing — their hate inside

A world they lost in the name of reason

I never came back from that trench

I can’t be alone I won’t be alone

A schizophrenic cycle of paranoia

Trauma of war!

I saw the worst in the human nature

My hands are stained with the blood of death

Attack all ghosts — I’m like a soldier

Wasted minds that are all alike

I never came back from that trench

I can’t be alone I won’t be alone

A schizophrenic cycle of paranoia

Trauma of war!

Freedom comes with a hail of bullets

My sun is getting dark

My urge to kill awakes

My world is no more

My urge to kill awakes

Children watch their mothers die

Raping a city in the name of freedom

Children growing — their hate inside

A world they lost in the name of reason

I never came back from that trench

I can’t be alone I won’t be alone

A schizophrenic cycle of paranoia

Trauma of war!