Heaven Shall Burn

Send "Architects Of The Apocalypse" Ringtones to Cell

Architects of the apocalypse
Architects of the apocalypse

Greed and addiction drowned their pity
Washed away their thoughts of compassion and regret
A world left wounded, slaved and raped
Your paradise-a hell for your descendant
your descendant

Cathedrals of justice in a kingdom of hypocrisy
Castles of self-righteousness built on graves

Masses kept in forlorn, nations laid to waste
The dynamo of another golden age
Darkened our future, blind by greed
Sold your fate to the highest price

I, I cannot believe!
I, I cannot believe-in you!
You are the enemy!
You are the enemy!

A rush into our doom, as if your God came down
And cures all failure
A rush into our doom, as if your God came dowm
And cures all failure
cures all failure

Cathedrals of justice in a kingdom of hipocrisy
Castles of self-righteousness built on graves

I, I cannot beleive!
I, I cannot beleive!
You are the enemy!
You are the enemy!
the enemy!

Send "Behind A Wall Of Silence" Ringtones to Cell

This beatiful world, it looks so nice filled whit sound and light, it smells
so fine so much bliss, so much perfection a modern world a new society life
is fast, but I'm not fast enough. Wealth and recognition to the strong, the
paradise is here, but i'm too weak. No graceful look, no charming smile,
fate has set me down - below you all hold us captive - behind a wall of
silence. We live our life in a prison of ignorance. One of the forgotten -
an unwanted son a life made just for you - not me and my equals. I know, my
feelings are not worth the pain. Will you affected pitty ever turn to
respect. How can I long for warmth and love at all? Do you think my heart is
dead? I should be dead, slain or poisoned - and everything could be so easy
for you.

Send "Black Tears" Ringtones to Cell

YAHHH!

When I'm in this state of mind, I'm wishing I was blind
Sometimes life is more than pain to me
I feel the power of my grief, death would be such a relief
All the secrets that I hide would die, WITH ME!

Depression is my only friend, will this torture never end?
Let me carry onto dreamer's sky
I keep crying in my dreams, can you hear my endless screams?
When I fade away, I fade away

This fluid on my cheek
It drains me I get weak
My heart is cold and bleak
Black blood, black tears
BLACK TEARS
Black tears

Yahhhh

Life is like a masquerade, in debt to myself but I can't pay
Soon I'll call it all a day, away
I've never felt what you call guilt, I still believe "Do what thou wilt"
My sorrow will destroy the world I've built

This fluid on my cheek
It drains me I get weak
My heart is cold and bleak
Black blood, black tears
BLACK TEARS
Black tears

Send "Bleeding The Death" Ringtones to Cell

Deceived of all your dreams
Betrayed by all your leaders
This shall no place to be
This, a dead-end future

Take a walk through grey, concrete deserts
Apathetic faces, empty eyes - the only thing you will see
A whole country bleeding to death
One big illusion - bleeding to death

No young hands to built it up
Cities fall to ruin
Just old men left to mourn
Four decades of a life denied
Abused good will to exploit us
Brothers turned to victors
Fooled by ancient propaganda
A bottle - your illusion
Your home just like a colony

Send "Casa De Cabocio" Ringtones to Cell

Endliess nights of persecution. Reopening wounds - never healed. Always
willing to suppress our attempts to be free. Violence is always a tool in so
called democraty. Agents of the state allowed to spread terror, seeking to
eliminate sparks of political resistance. Endless nights of violation.
Breeding fear - anguished cries. A blood oath to never surrender. Committed
to the struggle. Until all fences are burned. You'll try the taste of pain
we endure every day. To quit without resisting would be to live in vain.
Attentive eyes guard the tents in the twilight. Women and men ready to
counterattack. Full moon shines... The enemy crawls in the dead of night. No
way back... The masked cops take their final step. You're trapped.
Surrounded by the mass. Laws are ignored. Justice from bleeding hands

Send "Casa De Cabocio" Ringtones to Cell

Endliess nights of persecution. Reopening wounds - never healed. Always
willing to suppress our attempts to be free. Violence is always a tool in so
called democraty. Agents of the state allowed to spread terror, seeking to
eliminate sparks of political resistance. Endless nights of violation.
Breeding fear - anguished cries. A blood oath to never surrender. Committed
to the struggle. Until all fences are burned. You'll try the taste of pain
we endure every day. To quit without resisting would be to live in vain.
Attentive eyes guard the tents in the twilight. Women and men ready to
counterattack. Full moon shines... The enemy crawls in the dead of night. No
way back... The masked cops take their final step. You're trapped.
Surrounded by the mass. Laws are ignored. Justice from bleeding hands

Send "counterweight" Ringtones to Cell

Unrelenting, their endeavor to rule lives
Teaching you an artificial truth, that you will grieve no more,
that you will die no more
Narrow minded mercenaries, slave traders, soul collectors
Send a promise of destruction to those who will not kneel
Derision of the upright ones; as fear devours all doubts

But there are so many things I hold beyond their reach
The doom you promised me may come, I'm not afraid
You cannot save me
I am the counterweight
No need to save me; for I'm the counterweight

And I will grieve no more, I will die no more

Send "Echoes (Intro)" Ringtones to Cell

Instrumental

Send "Ecowar" Ringtones to Cell

More and more, this certainty will rise. It's far too late, until you'll
understand. More than ever, I feel there is no way. To make you see, what's
so drownright. They betrayed the generations after them, framed their
childrens, left a fateful wisdom you still consume, consume this matricide.
You still believe, believe these fatal lies. Their machines, they kill for
us. But if we refuse, if we remonstrate at last. They will go down! They
shall stand still. Forever! How can you be so indifferent to this creeping
ecocide? I'll fight against this way of thinking, to make you see, it dies!
This is my war, an Ecowar! My mother earth will not be assassinated by these
parasites. This is my war, an Ecowar!

Send "Endzeit" Ringtones to Cell

AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!

Nothing, just nothing
Nothing will wipe this heart out
And no-one, just no-one
No-one will break this frontline
We are, we are, we are the final ones
We are, we are the
We are the final resistance

We're fighting to the last

Driven by your hate, evoked in us
No-one will surrender
A storm will break this silence
This storm will break this silence

Nothing, just nothing
Nothing will wipe this heart out
We are, we are the
We are the final resistance

This vengeance is justice
And justice will be done
Your end is our triumph
And the day will come
A reign of terror, a life of horror
Nothing will remain

A promise to your fallen, we make them feel your pain
A promise to your felons, you'll never rise again

AH!

We take it back, we take it all back
WE TAKE IT BACK, WE TAKE IT ALL BACK

This vengeance is justice
And justice will be done
Your end is our triumph
And the day will come
A promise to your fallen, we make them feel your pain
A promise to your felons, you'll never rise again

Nothing, just nothing
Nothing will wipe this heart out
And no-one, just no-one
No-one will break this frontline
We are, we are, we are the final ones
We are, we are the
We are the final resistance

Send "If This Is A Man" Ringtones to Cell

You who live safe
In your warm houses,
You who find, returning in the evening,
Hot food and friendly faces:
Consider if this is a man
Who works in the mud
Who does not know peace
Who fights for a scrap of bread
Who dies because of a yes or a no.
Consider if this is a woman,
Without hair and without name
With no more strength to remember,
Her eyes empty and her womb cold
Like a frog in winter.
Meditate that this came about:
I commend these words to you.
Carve them in your hearts
At home, in the street,
Going to bed, rising;
Repeat them to your children,
Or may your house fall apart,
May illness impede you,
May your children turn their faces from you.

Send "Implore The Darken Sky" Ringtones to Cell

Abandonment, you've taken all I've given here's no haven anymore, prepare
myself for falling. I'm drowning, there is no hand to reach for me. So
starving, no noble mind will feed me, will anoint my aching wounds. Now I'm
on my knees, petitioning your false deity, crying and begging, no anwser
will be given. Broken down before a false divinity. Then I saw the lies, I
know the truth at last. I won't implore this darken sky, never awaiting a
cure, won't listen to your melodies, this lie will not be lived. It's all in
me, all I'll ever need, I'll rise again, no more Abandonment stronger than
ever before, stronger than you'll ever be.

Send "It Burns Within" Ringtones to Cell

Conformity, the agony of freedom. An epidemic eats our worlds. I know your
eyes will be to weak to see the way to walk. Not able to live the single
moment. Your skin is far to cold to feel a kiss. Feeling numb to all this
suffering. Where is the place we use to hide? Will it be enough to tell you
about the freedom you could have. About the stars, the green, the happiness,
about the soulless slaves you're following. Will this be wnough to overcome
the mechanism, that keeps you away from our hands they will never suffocate
this fire. They will never extinguish my flame. I won't let you fall from my
hands. I'll fight until the end, I promise. It burns within!

Send "Like A Thousand Suns" Ringtones to Cell

Their shadows burnt into the walls
So many lives reduced to ashes
So many homes, razed to the ground
A shine like from a thousand suns

Betrayed by their proud leaders
And executed by atrocious enemies
So many homes, so many lives
A silent sense of guilt should rise

A thousand books all full with with vindications
Simple explanations and coloured declarations
Where silent sense of guilt should rise
But a victor's story cannot lie

One modest truth they teach their children
Again, a victor's story, it cannot lie

See these branded generations
Hear, their bells are tolling
Hear, hear them calling

Send "Naked Among Wolves" Ringtones to Cell

One life, one hope - this is our life in hell punished for telling the
truth, for unwanted ideals. Innocence means nothing here - we stand and fall
together, the only way to ever leave this barren hill. The smile of a child
set free our minds, a symbol of life in this domain of death they want to
erase it, if these bastards ever come to know, they'll kill us all. They
search everywhere - everyday, they infiltrate us, they torture they slew my
best friends, as he would never betray as he saved the boys life, he set a
world free. A symbol of moral victory, we're invincible! We raised from the
dead, winged by this struggle, we judged our tormentors, they fled like
cowardly bastards. The boys grew in freeom, we saved the whole world.

Send "Implore The Darken Sky (Classical Version)" Ringtones to Cell

Abandonment, you've taken all I've given here's no haven anymore, prepare
myself for falling. I'm drowning, there is no hand to reach for me. So
starving, no noble mind will feed me, will anoint my aching wounds. Now I'm
on my knees, petitioning your false deity, crying and begging, no anwser
will be given. Broken down before a false divinity. Then I saw the lies, I
know the truth at last. I won't implore this darken sky, never awaiting a
cure, won't listen to your melodies, this lie will not be lived. It's all in
me, all I'll ever need, I'll rise again, no more Abandonment stronger than
ever before, stronger than you'll ever be

Send "The Few Upright" Ringtones to Cell

To see the world with sober eyes, if everybodies mind is paralyzed by
thumping lies. Looking in the face of their fake savior, this assassin of
humanity, without respect, without fear. Wee see the awful thoughts behind
his golden words, we hear the coming doom, there will be no paradise you'll
never rule the few upright, the few, who think and act. It's far beneath
this nation's dignity who walk the tyrant's way. Refuse to close our eyes,
refuse to follow them, never sacrifice our animus. We are no army they could
fight against; we are the poisoned youth, that still remembers liberty, that
still his thinking free. You didn't trample all the flowers before they
spread their seeds.

Send "The Dream Is Dead" Ringtones to Cell

One voice, one power, the people's will arose,
Slew the tyrant and burned his castles, brought down
A supreme blooded pestilence once more

Under the same dawn advocates of wealth and freedom spread their words like prophets do
Bring them down! Down to their knees! Down to this greed!

Fooling us again, while our screams not even silenced
This rage has been a weapon, but our hope will bring the doom
So many times I prayed:, so many times I died!

We burst the chains
And now we should be on our own, but the fear of tomorrow
Will drive you to their arms again

The golden age we're celebrating creeps out of the womb of the same old lie
A child of tyranny and hatred
A heaven for the chosen few

Send "Numbing The Pain" Ringtones to Cell

Dreams torn to pieces, broken like glass
Hope faded away, withered like leaves
Not knowing is blessing, ignorance the only protection

Nothing is numbing my pain
The fragments of my faith
Became the blade in my hand
Just darkness my eyes see
Pushed me to the end of all dead-end-streets

A curse - cannot lie to myself
I'm doomed - can*t silence my heart
Fear is the tool, conformity our medicine

Nothing is numbing my pain
The fragments of my faith
Became the blade in my hand
Just darkness my eyes see
Pushed me to the end of all dead-end-streets

How can I smile as this age dies, like everybody else
Dancing around the fire, that burns this world
the fire, that burns this world

Cannot bend down, I would just break
I hate myself for playing their game
Parents poison their children, never teach them to question

Nothing is numbing my pain
The fragments of my faith
Became the blade in my hand
Just darkness my eyes see
Pushed me to the end of all dead-end-streets

If it only wasn't for this certainty in me
I am a giant in their tiny world

Send "No One Will Shed A Tear" Ringtones to Cell

No one will shed a tear
With frozen souls and darkened eyes
We`re marching to the point of no return
No sorrow strong enough to
Tear apart our bleeding hearts again

Not searching for a peace in heaven
No one will ever shed a tear
With my hands raised to the sky
We will not wait
For someone to decide
Our sorber minds
Will face this barren truth
Not longing
For a distant paradise

This is the final levy
From bleeding hands
They will receive the final stroke
From dying voices
They will hear
The curse we whisper
While marching forward
Without intermission
And tearing down the halls of the extortioner

Send "The Fire" Ringtones to Cell

The grass is green today, here where my brothers lay. Buried in this goddanm
ground, where I lost my life forever too. How can it be? - the sun, it
shines today over fieds and hills - where we lived in the mud, where we
heard the thunder we met the beast of mandkind - as we arched into the fire.
No light, no wind, no calm - It was no place on earth at all. One by one my
comrades died, sacrificed in the battle of brothers. Thrown into the fire -
to make a few meters of land. We left our homes with a smile, as we arched
to the music - as we said farewell to our beloved, we felt like heroes so
high awaited glory and honor - became cheap canonfodder instead the few, who
returned are broken forever rain washed away our blood - our cries gone with
the wind but forever in my head, My soul has burned in the fire, I had the
hell on earth. Will you remember?

Send "The Weapon They Fear" Ringtones to Cell

Words, these words of freedom;
A bequest, never to be silenced.
A bequest, never to be silenced... silenced...

In this world of lies, the truth - it means resistance;
To make the masses see and sense their needs.

He healed so many aching hearts, and wounds.
And threw back the baseness - back to where it came from.

Aspired from the middle, of his brothers;
Charged this suffering and oppression.
One single voice became a storm.
His words and melodies - the weapon they fear, the weapon they fear...

Threw back the baseness - back from where it came.
Threw back the baseness - back from where it came... from where it came.
Threw back the baseness - back from where it came.
Threw back the baseness - back from where it came.
Threw back the baseness - back from where it came.
Threw back the baseness - back from where it came.

A bequest, never to be silenced...

Nobody's chosen to suffer.
Nobody's destined to rule.
Gagged his mouth but not his songs, the songs we sing.
Fettered his hands,
But not, not these words he wrote:
These songs we'll sing!
These songs we'll sing!
Threw back the baseness - back from where it came.
Threw back the baseness - back from where it came...


["Silence and screams are the end of my song." - Victor Jara.]

Send "The Only Truth" Ringtones to Cell

The,

Truth,

A generation raised in darkness
Controlled, polluted with the truth
A truth that blinds their view
Their ways and fates decided - implanted sorrows kill their needs, Their needs

A common way to happiness, but I never learned to myself
A common way to happiness, but I never learned to myself

Poets became silent,
While clowns arose and burned the books again
No thinkers daring vision grew,
Where Fears ran free and crippled human dignity
In the noise of unimportance
And stupidity the skeptic's whispers went unheard

A common way to happiness, but I never learned to myself
A common way to happiness, but I never learned to myself

Be sure, this storm will not drown my voice
Be sure, my hands will sow the seeds of reason
I'll never be a minor, I'll never be a happy slave
I'll never be a minor, I'll never be a happy slave... slave...

May this cold sever... sever my face
And my the pain weaken my fists
No inner strife will touch... touch me
The only truth is in my heart
The only truth is in my heart

Send "The Martyrs' Blood" Ringtones to Cell

Last words of confidence still penetrate the cannonthunder, so many daring
dreams will fall, the vision of a better world dies in the bombingrain. No
time to say farewell, the world shall hear about their fight. Betrayed by
spineless servants, conspiracies - so many heroes shot from behind. No
thoughts of giving in, no stampede - no more negotiating. This desesperate
fight will set a sing - they died with the gun in their hands. Time will
avenge one day. The sky is colored red by the martyr's blood, the same sky
under which. The victors marching in again, bringing back the slavery, the
oldest order, under rule again - it's been too early, but they shall rise
again. If it all came down to me, would I shed my blood for what I lived
for? Would I clench my fist until the last breath?

Send "The World's In Me" Ringtones to Cell

Deep inside my heart, where their reign will get no power. Where their
violence can not hurt me. I will breed the thoughts and ideals, that bring
them down, down to their knees. Their poisoned souls are wicked minds, these
eyes have seen the death of freedom, but no fist ever rose. This righteous
rage consumed by ignorance. Freedom - My heart is strong. One truth - I will
not fall. Passion - I'm not alone. Denial - Your lies will burn. My heart is
strong, I swear I will not fall. I'm not alone, I know we'll rise to bear
the worlds in us. They can't erase the world in me - too deep inside, too
strong in me. I'll bring it to life, more than just dreams. The vision that
keeps me upright their only truth will rot in peace, crack down their
ideals. I'll watch them burn, I'll see them fall.