| Song | The Bombs Of My Saviours |
| Artist | Heaven Shall Burn |
| Album | Iconoclast ( Part One: The Final Resistance ) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Swanö | |
| for years we hide in blackness, | |
| we have to sink into oblivion | |
| this agony of fear absorbs my thinking | |
| this anguish suffocates my souls | |
| I saw countless acts of treason | |
| once this heart was filled with force and comfort | |
| but now there is nothing anymore | |
| the home I knew has crumbled into dust | |
| I know so many of these ruins | |
| I watch it burn, my fatherland | |
| to blood red skies I pray | |
| impatiently I wait, I'm waiting for the end | |
| as I hail the bombs of my saviours | |
| as I'm craving for these sirens wailing | |
| to leave this cell to cross the night | |
| as they crawl into their bunkers | |
| as they hide away and shake with fear | |
| at least I dare to raise my eyes and whisper | |
| I fill my lungs with life again | |
| walking empty streets and orphaned quartiers | |
| a shine like daylight in the light |
| zuo qu : Swan | |
| for years we hide in blackness, | |
| we have to sink into oblivion | |
| this agony of fear absorbs my thinking | |
| this anguish suffocates my souls | |
| I saw countless acts of treason | |
| once this heart was filled with force and comfort | |
| but now there is nothing anymore | |
| the home I knew has crumbled into dust | |
| I know so many of these ruins | |
| I watch it burn, my fatherland | |
| to blood red skies I pray | |
| impatiently I wait, I' m waiting for the end | |
| as I hail the bombs of my saviours | |
| as I' m craving for these sirens wailing | |
| to leave this cell to cross the night | |
| as they crawl into their bunkers | |
| as they hide away and shake with fear | |
| at least I dare to raise my eyes and whisper | |
| I fill my lungs with life again | |
| walking empty streets and orphaned quartiers | |
| a shine like daylight in the light |
| zuò qǔ : Swan | |
| for years we hide in blackness, | |
| we have to sink into oblivion | |
| this agony of fear absorbs my thinking | |
| this anguish suffocates my souls | |
| I saw countless acts of treason | |
| once this heart was filled with force and comfort | |
| but now there is nothing anymore | |
| the home I knew has crumbled into dust | |
| I know so many of these ruins | |
| I watch it burn, my fatherland | |
| to blood red skies I pray | |
| impatiently I wait, I' m waiting for the end | |
| as I hail the bombs of my saviours | |
| as I' m craving for these sirens wailing | |
| to leave this cell to cross the night | |
| as they crawl into their bunkers | |
| as they hide away and shake with fear | |
| at least I dare to raise my eyes and whisper | |
| I fill my lungs with life again | |
| walking empty streets and orphaned quartiers | |
| a shine like daylight in the light |