Bells of Dooom şarkı sözleri

Despairing sound Something that is decreed Even birth is not free A vanished laugh Can you fell the clear void? Innocence was a dream Time will reap our caring soul Trying to cry but the tears don't flow So, wake up and take your entries For the Symphony! Look over!Baton is the sickle! Bells of Doom Entering a shadowy gloom Bells of Doom Funny face, She is ringing for you Our quiet hope Disturbed by the rope Who gave us deadly hand? You had caressed Now are in a silly* mess Huh? Won't Pull? BELLS OF DOOM! Time will reap our caring soul Trying to cry but the tears don't flow So, wake up and take your entries For the Symphony! Look over! Baton is the sickle! Bells of Doom Entering a shadowy gloom Bells of Doom Funny face, She is ringing for you * A palavra silly é polissêmica * Polissemia determinada por consciência social (materialista, excede o contexto da letra) ou espiritual (o medo da morte, a ficção do "mundo real"). * O verbo vanish tem um sentido de algo que sumiu repentinamente (ninguém mandou transformar o Deus em entidade cruel).