Tekster: Sepultura. Beneath The Remains. Primitive Future.

I follow the steps front of me
They are deep well-defined
Show an undefined straight path
What has gone through me will never return

Future won't let me look back
I just walk, I just walk
Animals run by my side
They communicate, each one in its own way

But I can't understand
I feel alone on this irrational planet
To create or just observe
Keep walking this desert made of ideas
Primitive future

My head is heavy but empty
Everything around me is void without perspectives
The night invades the sky that darkens the dry ground
Making my shadow join the big stain that's forming
Steps become slow and agonize

I step on skulls of generations that have not formed
I hear painful cries of wars that are to come
To create everything again, from the beginning
To teach new minds to awake a sleeping giant buried

On the ashes of disgrace it's scornful the way I live
I look well, I think I'm well that's all

I follow the steps in front of me
They are deep and well-defined
They show an undefined but straight path
What has gone through me will never return
Primitive future