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I should be able to see Golden gates of the divine The only place that is free Of things troubled and benign Trapped tunnels, nothing to find Escape to the other side Voices trailing from behind It's harder to live than die Chorus: The bells, the bells The bells chime The bells, the bells Toll out of time Bronze and bold A hollow ring Eyes close and The angels sing I should be able to feel No need to find salvation Lord, say it is surreal to Reach final destination Turned tunnels with paths that wind God won't say a reason why Living dead and I don't mind No difference if I die Chorus: The bells, the bells The bells chime The bells, the bells Toll out of time Bronze and bold A hollow ring Eyes close and The angels sing Dead end, the black is bright Stone wall, I can see it now Damp ground, blinding light Fade away, I don't know how Chorus: The bells, the bells The bells chime The bells, the bells Toll out of time Bronze and bold A hollow ring Eyes close and The angels sing Fade away, I don't know how (x4)
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Jun 16, 2013
Jun 16, 2013 at 1:10 PM UTC
The Bells
I should be able to see Golden gates of the divine The only place that is free Of things troubled and benign Trapped tunnels, nothing to find Escape to the other side Voices trailing from behind It's harder to live than die Chorus: The bells, the bells The bells chime The bells, the bells Toll out of time Bronze and bold A hollow ring Eyes close and The angels sing I should be able to feel No need to find salvation Lord, say it is surreal to Reach final destination Turned tunnels with paths that wind God won't say a reason why Living dead and I don't mind No difference if I die Chorus: The bells, the bells The bells chime The bells, the bells Toll out of time Bronze and bold A hollow ring Eyes close and The angels sing Dead end, the black is bright Stone wall, I can see it now Damp ground, blinding light Fade away, I don't know how Chorus: The bells, the bells The bells chime The bells, the bells Toll out of time Bronze and bold A hollow ring Eyes close and The angels sing Fade away, I don't know how (x4)
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juxtapositixn
Jun 16, 2013
Jun 16, 2013 at 1:10 PM UTC
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