Hear the calls from the dark of the crying banshee
Watch the children of the night as they rise from the sea
We stand alone the victims our back to the wall
As a thousand years of darkness descends on us all
Bell strikes, fear in everyone
Tolls on, on and on and on
Bell strikes, fear in everyone
Tolls on, on and on and on
Hear the words that were spoken from a secret black book
Pray to our sacred mother for all the things that we took
The time it soon grows late as the demon roams free
Fools and wise men blind to the things they can't see
Bell strikes, fear in everyone
Tolls on, on and on and on
Bell strikes, fear in everyone
Tolls on, on and on and on
To whom shall we cry there is no one
No savior in our moment of fear
The prophets of doom see the future
The end it will soon draw near
Solo: Kantner
World alone once ravaged by the human disease
We've unlocked the doors of death the gods fall to their knees
Search for a moment of hope as we point towards the sky
For the time has now run late we must pay for our lies
Bell strikes, fear in everyone
Tolls on, on and on and on
Bell strikes, fear in everyone
Tolls on, on and on and on