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(gregorian chants)

the bell
the black plague has
eyes roll upwards
as if knowing which direction their will travel
(bring out dead)
a woman in black
as the procession passes by
and monks en masse

(gregorian chants)

the yet clean peasant pounds the castle door
for it is safer the walls
their pounds a dull tone across the quiet, deserted courtyard
the bodies of bloat in the hot sun outside the castle walls
and ignorant of all facts plunder the diseased corpses for remaining riches.
(bring out dead)
and the bell on

a man walks the castle walls on the outside
the light from his lamp dancing shadows as he
he the sick
gives comfort to all he can for dying and crying man
but he feels it for the children
(unclean)
glisten on his cheek
did man ever deserve death?
and not all will die, just the
for the rich are inside the castle
and he knows he could be them
and laugh at this fool of a man
the stone fortress windows
and the bell on

(unclean)
and deaths and many days later
many tears have been cry but in vain
for tears can never erase the of death
only has that talent
his hands are now blistered but man walks on
the element of sanity that the people look to him for answers and he answers all
and the bell tolls on inside the wall
(bring out dead)

the dead are now buried and the is at its end
for the people flowers again
they breathe fresh air like they did before
and there is not a sound from beyond the walls
the has stopped
and silence is heard
and the peasants outside wonder what within
in their bones feel something is wrong
the bell has been much too long
for many days not one soul has from the stone fortress where the rich people live
no one came and no one
fear can do many strange
and even water ran low
mouths burnt and bellys caked dry
not one person put a outside
no one had that much
for they feared the peasants and world outside
so they it safe and didn't move
but one by one they and died