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| Dark Moor - Bells Of Notre Dame Lyrics: | ||
Born in a sorry cot, left on the stairs of the cold stone Damned to be scorned, in darkness, damned to be alone Taken by the Church, his soul will be a slave of God In the belfry's beauty is his figure something odd We see the hunchback in Notre Dame Dancing on the tallest towers Arcades and spires, filling his heart Deep like the choir, fine like the art Is the place my cell, is it? Is God's home my hell? Oh, my body imprisons my poor soul Until I toll! I am grim, full of gloom In my dim gothic tomb But the bells in my heart chime for ever With the ding that belongs To the king of their songs I'm the sound of Notre Dame http://www.free-lyrics.org In the Wheel of Life he is a horror for the crowd When will be the time he'll see the sun between the clouds? Looking at the bells he thinks about his tragic fate Wants to be a rock or metal like his souless mates We hear the hunchback in Notre Dame Crying on the tallest towers Gargoyles and columns, his reality Chants which are solemn, his agony Is this place my cell, is it? Is God's home my hell? Oh, my body imprisons my poor soul Until I toll! I am grim, full of gloom In my dim gothic tomb But the bells in my heart chime for ever With the ding that belongs To the king of their songs I'm the sound of Notre Dame View more Dark Moor Song Lyrics: Dark Moor - The Chariot Lyrics Dark Moor - The Moon Lyrics Dark Moor - Lovers Lyrics Dark Moor - Devil In The Tower Lyrics Dark Moor - Cuentos De Ayer Y De Hoy Lyrics Dark Moor - Wheel Of Fortune Lyrics Dark Moor - The Citadel Of The Light Lyrics Dark Moor - Eternity Lyrics Dark Moor - Hand In Hand Lyrics Dark Moor - Death Lyrics |
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