Heaven Shall Burn's musical style has been described as metalcore, melodic death metal, and deathcore. Their lyrics express strong support for anti-racism and anti-fascism, as well as political resistance and animal rights. All members are vegans or vegetarians and most follow a straight edge philosophy.
The Seventh Cross
Heaven Shall Burn Lyrics
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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.
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.
The Seventh Cross by Heaven Shall Burn is a song about the experience of soldiers in war. The lyrics describe the physical and emotional strain of combat, as well as the loss of personal identity that often occurs in such situations. The first few lines depict soldiers trudging through harsh conditions, feeling disengaged and numb to their surroundings. The mention of forgetting all faces loved and being reduced to nothing but a number on the skin emphasizes the dehumanizing nature of war.
Line by Line Meaning
Here we march through the snow, here we lie in the mud.
We are soldiers marching through snow and lying in mud.
The wind aches like a thousand on my skin, my walk mechanic.
The wind is so strong that it feels like a thousand needles on my skin, and my walk is robotic.
My thoughts far away, unable to act, feel numb to the distress.
My mind is far away, I cannot act, and I feel numb from the distress of the situation.
I can't remember freedom, forgot all faces I loved.
I cannot even remember what it was like to be free, and I have forgotten the faces of those I loved.
No cry for help through the wire, my existence a number on my skin.
There is no hope for rescue, and I am just a number on my uniform.
It will take all my power, my last will to live.
It will take all my strength and my last hope to survive.
I hear the sirens.
I hear the sounds of danger approaching.
Searching lights roam through the night, reports, bloodhounds and hunters – orders are clear, our tombs already dug.
Lights search for us, and reports and dogs have been sent to hunt us down. Our orders are clear, and our graves have already been prepared.
Our names on the crosses.
We have already been marked for death, and our names will be written on crosses.
I'm running, no looking back, no feelings at all, will I be free?
I am running without looking back, without any feelings, and wondering if I will ever be free.
Will I be free at last?
Will I finally be able to escape and be free?
Will I ever kiss your face again?
Will I ever be reunited with the one I love and kiss their face again?
The sun will be mine again and I'll feel the rain, feelings return from my body.
If I am able to escape, I will be able to feel the warmth of the sun and the coolness of the rain, and my emotions will return to me.
I can't believe that I'm still alive.
I am surprised that I was able to survive the situation.
Now I remember your face, your words, your smile.
Now that I have survived, I am able to remember the face, words, and smile of the one I love.
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