| Song | Tree Of Freedom |
| Artist | Heaven Shall Burn |
| Album | Antigone |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Maik | |
| Kept away from daylight | |
| Deprived from all the songs | |
| I loved These walls may hold my body captive, | |
| But my soul is attending every sunset | |
| This is the hardest there was to walk, | |
| But nothing | |
| I regret Our death would only be the thing they're praing for, | |
| Time won't force us to surrender, | |
| Their crippled freedom is not the one we're longing for, | |
| As all else failed we raised our fists and weapons, | |
| Not born as soldiers, but driven to the end | |
| These wounds will be like memories, enhancing my existence | |
| And our scars shall be the seals of freedom | |
| I know that time heals nothing | |
| Never casting dwon my eyes before the tyrant's throne | |
| I know that our screams will sound out to the world, | |
| Our blood will be like water for the tree of freedom | |
| These wounds will be like memories, enhancing my existence | |
| These wounds will be like memories, cannot banish this idea | |
| This idea will overcome all walls and fences | |
| A young man's deeds became an old man's wisdom |
| zuo qu : Maik | |
| Kept away from daylight | |
| Deprived from all the songs | |
| I loved These walls may hold my body captive, | |
| But my soul is attending every sunset | |
| This is the hardest there was to walk, | |
| But nothing | |
| I regret Our death would only be the thing they' re praing for, | |
| Time won' t force us to surrender, | |
| Their crippled freedom is not the one we' re longing for, | |
| As all else failed we raised our fists and weapons, | |
| Not born as soldiers, but driven to the end | |
| These wounds will be like memories, enhancing my existence | |
| And our scars shall be the seals of freedom | |
| I know that time heals nothing | |
| Never casting dwon my eyes before the tyrant' s throne | |
| I know that our screams will sound out to the world, | |
| Our blood will be like water for the tree of freedom | |
| These wounds will be like memories, enhancing my existence | |
| These wounds will be like memories, cannot banish this idea | |
| This idea will overcome all walls and fences | |
| A young man' s deeds became an old man' s wisdom |
| zuò qǔ : Maik | |
| Kept away from daylight | |
| Deprived from all the songs | |
| I loved These walls may hold my body captive, | |
| But my soul is attending every sunset | |
| This is the hardest there was to walk, | |
| But nothing | |
| I regret Our death would only be the thing they' re praing for, | |
| Time won' t force us to surrender, | |
| Their crippled freedom is not the one we' re longing for, | |
| As all else failed we raised our fists and weapons, | |
| Not born as soldiers, but driven to the end | |
| These wounds will be like memories, enhancing my existence | |
| And our scars shall be the seals of freedom | |
| I know that time heals nothing | |
| Never casting dwon my eyes before the tyrant' s throne | |
| I know that our screams will sound out to the world, | |
| Our blood will be like water for the tree of freedom | |
| These wounds will be like memories, enhancing my existence | |
| These wounds will be like memories, cannot banish this idea | |
| This idea will overcome all walls and fences | |
| A young man' s deeds became an old man' s wisdom |