Junk Drawer

The odds and ends of a writers mind

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Bells for The Clergy
 I heard bells in the morning
Calling to my soul
That was already lost in mourning
The world that was never whole

I'm lost and can't be found
Even the by the angels and saviors
I'm trapped far under ground
Where we have horns for halos

Heaven is so far away from me now
An the fire of Hell is warm
Am I too far gone? Should I take my last bow?
Am I trapped forever in a violent storm?

Ring bells for the clergy
'Cuz sinners can't be saved
We'll swing scythes forever
Till our dying day

Shine light for the Angels
Demons stay in the dark
To burn down in the fire
Till its final spark


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