The Seventh Cross
- 所属专辑：The Split Program
- 艺人：Caliban
The Seventh Cross - Caliban
Here we march through the snow, here we lie in the mud.
The wind aches like a thousand in 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,
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 at last?
Will I ever kiss your face again?
Will I be free at last?
Will I ever kiss your face again?
Here we march through the snow, here we lie in the mud.
The wind aches like a thousand in 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,
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 at last?
Will I ever kiss your face again?
Will I be free at last?
Will I ever kiss your face again?