Hallowed bells, I hear you chime
Again the knell of death and sorrow
Why do you cry for me and mine?
What have I done to fear the morrow?
Shadows creep these hallowed halls
Filled with dark and twisted light
Hear again the bell that calls-
Hark, and fear the falling night.
Here, inside, the shadow dwells
Naught but the absence of the light
Easier by far, to heed the bells
Then keep the torches burning bright
Memories spring to me unbidden
Brought by the tolling of the bell
Of memories once and always hidden
Those feelings in my heart did dwell
Now the flames are gone to embers,
Memories lost and with them light
When darkness comes, no one remembers
Feel, descending, the shadow’s blight.