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(gregorian chants)

the bell
the black has struck
diseased eyes roll
as if knowing which direction souls will travel
(bring out dead)
a woman in cries
as the procession passes by
and monks moan en

(gregorian chants)

the yet clean pounds upon the castle door
for it is inside the walls
their knocking pounds a dull tone across the quiet, deserted
the bodies of unfortuates in the hot sun outside the castle walls
and ones ignorant of all plunder the diseased corpses for remaining riches.
(bring out dead)
and the bell on

a man walks around the castle on the outside
the light from his lamp dancing as he moves
he the sick
gives to all he can for dying woman and crying man
but he feels it most for the
(unclean)
tears on his cheek
did man ever this death?
and not all will die, the poor
for the rich are inside the castle
and he he could be with them
and laugh at this fool of a man
the stone fortress windows
and the bell on

(unclean)
and many deaths and many later
tears have been cry cried but in vain
for tears can erase the pain of death
only time has talent
his hands are now blistered but man walks on
the element of sanity that the people look to him for answers and he answers all
and the tolls on inside the castle wall
(bring out dead)

the dead are now buried and the is at its end
life for the flowers again
they breathe fresh air like they did once
and is not a sound from beyond the castle walls
the has stopped
and silence is heard
and the peasants outside what happened within
in their bones they feel something is
the bell has been silent much too
for days not one soul has stirred from the stone fortress where the rich people live
no one and no one went
can do many strange things
and even though ran low
their mouths and bellys caked dry
not one put a foot outside
no one had that courage
for they feared the and their world outside
so they played it safe and move
but one by one they and died