It racks me, doesn't leave me alone
It racks me, doesn't let me sleep
I can hear this sound everywhere
It fills the space all around
Sepulchral, mood prevails everywhere
Sepulchral, climate in my head
I can hear this sound everywhere
It fills the space all around
Bell... the prophetic sound...
Ringing bells are driving me mad
Ringing bells are now my obsession
Noise drown other tones
I can hear that sound everywhere
I can get no relief
It fills the space all around
Is this a sign from god or my imagination?
Is then the bell my fate or my imagination?
Sound of bells, doesn't leave me alone
Sound of bells, doesn't let me sleep
Bell... the prophetic sound...
Ringing bells are driving me mad
Ringing bells are now my obsession
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