Seven Trumpets
Manilla Road Lyrics


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The whirlwind howls my name
My mind soars across the planes
The blood upon the stone
Dried ages ago

And the gods are sleeping
No one left to bow before
Our race has lost it's way
Temples lye in decay
Belial in his lair
Awaits the trumpets blare

And the gods are sleeping
No one left to hear our prayers

The ancient gods are waiting for the call
From the seven trumpets of Altamont
The seas will churn the dead shall rise again
The serpent shall be loosed the rivers all run red

Lords of the lihght awake
Rise up unto your fate
Belial's horde awaits
Open the ancient gates
Sounding the horns of war




It's what you've waited for
Rise up and sleep no more

Overall Meaning

Manilla Road's song "Seven Trumpets" is a narrative of rising doom and destruction, but underlying this is an interesting take on religious beliefs and the cycle of life and death. The singer is surrounded by a whirlwind, and his mind soars across the planes, reminding him of the vastness of existence itself. The blood upon the stone dried ages ago, indicating the passage of time and the inevitability of change. The gods are sleeping, implying that there appears to be no guiding hand directing humanity towards righteousness. The temples are decrepit, and our race has lost its way. Belial, the demon or in some accounts a fallen angel of darkness, who is responsible for deception and perversion, waits in his lair anticipating the trumpet's blare.


The theme of the Seven Trumpets mentioned in the title of the song is derived from the Book of Revelation in the Bible, a prophecy of the end times. The Seven Trumpets shall signify the apprehension of the world's destruction and the onset of punishment to the wicked souls. The song's apocalyptic nature is the focus as the singer speaks of the gods' slumber and the rise of Belial following the reckoning of the Seven Trumpets. The ancient gods await the call from the seven trumpets of Altamont, and their waking will cause seismic events like the seas churning, the dead rising, the loosening of the serpent that will inevitably bring the end of the world. This interpretation is a classic one where the end is marked with apocalypse and destruction because of the rampant sinning of the human race.


Yet, we see a ray of hope at the end when the singer asks the lords of light to awaken and deliver the fate of the human race. Though Belial's horde is waiting, they implore the lords to open the ancient gates and sound the horns of war, indicating that some will rise to the occasion to fight back to the looming darkness. The last line instructs everyone to rise and sleep no more, gaining the courage to fight back the demons and save the world from extinction.


Line by Line Meaning

The whirlwind howls my name
The winds are so strong that they are roaring and creating an intense sound that is being associated with the person’s name, creating a sense of power and might.


My mind soars across the planes
The person’s imagination is flying and crossing over various realms and spaces, experiencing a sense of liberation and freedom.


The blood upon the stone
There is a visible mark of violence and gore on the stone, implying that something significant has taken place in that location.


Dried ages ago
The blood on the stone has been there for a very long time, perhaps even for centuries.


And the gods are sleeping No one left to bow before Our race has lost it's way Temples lye in decay Belial in his lair Awaits the trumpets blare
The gods are not answering to the call of the people, no one is paying respect, the human race is lost and has left behind a legacy of decayed temples. Belial, who is the potentate of demons, is waiting for the end to come and to hear the seven trumpets that will announce the Day of Judgement.


The ancient gods are waiting for the call From the seven trumpets of Altamont The seas will churn the dead shall rise again The serpent shall be loosed the rivers all run red
The gods are expecting a warning from the seven trumpets of Altamont to indicate the beginning of the apocalypse. The seas will be turmoil, the dead will come back to life, and the rivers will be filled with blood.


Lords of the lihght awake Rise up unto your fate Belial's horde awaits Open the ancient gates Sounding the horns of war It's what you've waited for Rise up and sleep no more
The rulers of the light rise up to embrace their destiny, to confront the army of Belial. The leaders of the light unleash the horns of war which was long awaited and finally, upon the trumpet call, they rise up to battle and never return to slumber.




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