A dreadful day t'would be to hear
The piercing sound that all do fear
Once clouded mind will all be clear
When the bells sing "death is near"
Run as you might you cannot hide
For the bells they scream inside
Your soul is their's, you're along for the ride
And to the new rules you must abide
They chime their plan to take you away
And by now you've accepted your fate
You follow orders and day by day
From reality you go astray
Death is rounding along the bend
Your sanity left though you hardly pretend
Your family all leaves you but in the end
You realize death was your only friend
To the gates you take your stroll
To offer the undertaker your soul
And rest in the earth to return what you stole
And it's clear to you now for whom the bell tolls
Jul 30, 2015
Jul 30, 2015 at 4:51 AM UTC
A dreadful day t'would be to hear
The piercing sound that all do fear
Once clouded mind will all be clear
When the bells sing "death is near"
Run as you might you cannot hide
For the bells they scream inside
Your soul is their's, you're along for the ride
And to the new rules you must abide
They chime their plan to take you away
And by now you've accepted your fate
You follow orders and day by day
From reality you go astray
Death is rounding along the bend
Your sanity left though you hardly pretend
Your family all leaves you but in the end
You realize death was your only friend
To the gates you take your stroll
To offer the undertaker your soul
And rest in the earth to return what you stole
And it's clear to you now for whom the bell tolls
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