Bells

If these trees could speak
Tell the stories of old
A song a wind once weep
A horizon once gold
If these trees could speak
Now they are all gone
Broken to the point of no return

If these trees could speak
Tell the stories of old
A song a wind once weep
A horizon once gold
If these trees could speak
Now they are all gone

The bells cursed
A thousand times
Gallows raised
Divinity at hand

So pale and hollow
A light overshadowed

If these trees could speak
Tell the stories of old
A song a wind once weep
A horizon once gold
If these trees could speak
Now they are all gone

The bells cursed
A thousand times
Gallows raised
Divinity at hand

So pale and hollow
A light overshadowed

On the edge
Of the world
In the eye
Of the storm
Nothing left
Nothing left
Nothing at all
Nothing left
Nothing left
Nothing left



Credits
Writer(s): Michał Dziewoński
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