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Bell in the Cathedral waking up cities

Fishers out, flowers lined, ready to start

High above behind the stoned wall

From the small window, watching the crowd

Whisper of Gargoyle, my heart is dancing

Dreaming of the world outside

Like a song of prayer

Like a swaying of the wind

Bell will change it's way to ring by what the heart is filled

Like a pouring rain on land

Like a stroke of thunderstorm

Hear the bell ring again

No way out of this sanctuary

Preaching racists, pretending to be good

Wanting to rule others, filled with greed

Screams of hearts always wasted and left out

Viciously, bringing the innocents to death

What is ugliness?

What is foolishness?

You can't measure with your eyes

Like a song of prayer

Like a swaying of the wind

Bell will change it's way to ring by what the heart is filled

Like a pouring rain on land

Like a stroke of thunderstorm

Hear the bell ring again

Escaping from this sanctuary

Who's the monster?

Who's the man?

Asking to my instinct

What makes a monster?

What makes a man?

Asking to my instinct

Who's the monster?

Who's the man?

Asking to my instinct