The Bell (Re‐Worked) Songtext
von Electro Spectre

In the evening air
Tolls the bell
For everyone in here
Tolls the bell

Sometimes it feels
Like all we are
Is pawns in a long line
And that all we have
Is a little while
In the frame of a lifetime

No matter how holy
How grand or lonely
For the hawk and the sparrow
And the man in the gallows
For the star on the rise
As for the sadest life
For heaven and hell
Tolls the bell


Sometimes it feels
Like all we are
Is pawns in a long line
And that all we have
Is a little while
In the frame of a lifetime

For the rich and poor
The laughing and crying
For the virgin and whore
The newborn and dying
For the loving hands
And for the madman in his cell
Tolls the bell
Tolls the bell

Sometimes it feels
Like all we are
Is pawns in a long line
And that all we have
Is a little while
In the frame of a lifetime