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A man of the cloth??

A man of the cloth??

In your shielded concrete home your world is on fire
The sunshine through the window blinds you from reality
You find yourself buried in cloth in a school boys choir
I'm not running tonight you're going to feel my brutality 

Hear the bells ringing, listen to the voice that's killing me
Hear the bells ringing, listen to the world that's feeding me
Hear the bells
Hear the bells
Take the cross that feeds you and take it to hell
Hear the bells
Your going to hell 

The demons in your head and in your heart Only you will know the truth
To the darkness within you carry a heavy head
In a box or in the sky in the robe you're living a lie but they will know soon
As you're treating me like this I'm wishing you're dead

I've seen your evil side and the cold air you breathe
A grenade to this place and a burning desire for peace
You've left me a faded shadow to grow up a broken man
Forgive me god for I have sinned but I've killed a bad man.... 

Hear the bells ringing, listen to the voice that's killing me
Hear the bells ringing, listen to the world that's feeding me
Hear the bells
Hear the bells
Take the cross that feeds you and take it to hell
Hear the bells
Your going to hell!! 

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