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Blood
drips
from the sky.
All
of
the preachers cry.
The love,
the hate,
the order dies.

And we’re left to wonder why…

The moon in the sky
bears its fangs.
The angels fall to Hell
with their broken wings.
Listen to the slaves
of the church choir sing.
And let those broken bells ring!
(Let their broken bells ring! x2)

[Chorus x2]
[They destroy the foundation
That you breathe.
They control the damnation
That they have weaved.
So let those bells;
(Let those bells,
let those broken bells ring! x2)]

Tears
fall
from your face.
We
try
to
leave this place.
No good.
No evil.
Just disgrace.
Now the pleasure and the pain
interlace.

[Chorus x2]
[They destroy the foundation
That you breathe.
They control the damnation
That they have weaved.
So let those bells;
(Let those bells,
let those broken bells ring! x2)]

The innocence of our land
turned to ashes.
The train of righteousness
simply crashes.
The ones who don’t conform
must take the lashes.
So let those church bells ring.
Let those bloody broken bells ring.
LET
THOSE
BROKEN BELLS RING!
courtesy of:spade6sic6