Rhythm Of The Bell 

The rhythm of the bell is calling on the wind
The faithfull stand around to hear it sing
It´s ring ring ring ring ringing in your head [bad word] out to claim what´s his- The dead

When the world is at an end
And the so called good are gone
The horsemen [bad word] charging
As the master sing his song
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The universe is his for now and evermore
He´s claiming what belongs to him
He´s been waiting - Now he´s sure

The carnage that will follow- Will be written down in blood
And all the churches ever built- Can´t stand against the flood
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You laughed and called us sinners
Cos we´ve been telling you for years
That the golden dawn approaches
And it brings you all your fears

In the blood of a million prophets
My heaven is your [bad word] Your prayers up to your god
Are being drowned out my the bell
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