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Heaven Shall Burn Album


with Caliban
The Split Program (2000)
2000
1.
Intro (Caliban)
2.
Assassin Of Love (Caliban)
3.
A Summerdream (Caliban)
4.
Sunday's Words (Caliban)
5.
Partisan (Caliban)
6.
Outro (Caliban)
7.
8.
No Single Inch (Heaven Shall Burn)
9.
The Seventh Cross (Heaven Shall Burn)
10.
One More Lie (Heaven Shall Burn)
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Intro

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Assassin Of Love

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A Summerdream

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Sunday's Words

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Partisan

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Outro

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[Heaven Shall Burn]

Suffocated in the exhaust of our machines, as we turn our faces away, and hold our tongues driven by ignorance and greed, climatic changes, floods and quakes.
Agony of mother earth – wounds nobody will ever heal.
We produce and consume more and more, we kill and we rape again and again.
Collective suicide – our future entranced.
A sea of ashes, where deep forests grew.
On our way to the top we just left deserts behind cleaned and burned.
Barren landscapes.
Contaminated soil.
By polluting our rivers, we poison our blood.
By devastating our forest, we slaughter our souls.
The signals can't be ignored.
The time to change is long overdue.
This disease will be cured.
But our children will be the first to go.

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[Heaven Shall Burn]

I know words don't touch you anymore.
Weakness, social failure – an ancient phantom caught your hearts.
Following a leader, selling your souls, you're not above, you're so far below like sheep on the shambles, you're like tools in their hands.
Given up your existence, your dignity, you'll never take over, never again!
Raise my fist, the streets are ours.
You'll never bring it down, you will surrender.
Depression and hatred are not enough for winning this fight.
Resistance deep from inside.
It burns in our hearts.

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[Heaven Shall Burn]

Here we march through the snow, here we lie in the mud.
The wind aches like a thousand on my skin, my walk mechanic.
My thoughts far away, unable to act, feel numb to the distress.
I can't remember freedom, forgot all faces I loved.
No cry for help through the wire, my existence a number on my skin.
It will take all my power, my last will to live.
I hear the sirens.
Searching lights roam through the night, reports, bloodhounds and hunters – orders are clear, our tombs already dug.
Our names on the crosses.
I'm running, no looking back, no feelings at all, will I be free?
Will I be free at last?
Will I ever kiss your face again?
The sun will be mine again and I'll feel the rain, feelings return from my body.
I can't believe that I'm still alive.
Now I remember your face, your words, your smile.

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One More Lie

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