I heard the bells tolling in the tower
Under the ocean
Where the old church used to be
Ringing in the deep, I was young
Oh, but I remember
The night the spire
Sank 'neath the raging sea
Lost to the waves
And oh, there in the swell
Do I hear the passing bell?
Oh Lord, I was born
Born to a dying world
Where the rivers run dry
I was born
Born to a dying world
Where the oceans, they rise
Now it is dawn
Oh, but the light is failing
Every day waning
Till we've seen the last of the Sun
Morning never comes
And oh, is this farewell?
Do I hear the passing bell?
Oh Lord, I was born
Born to a dying world
With the forests ablaze
I was born
Born to a dying world
Feels like the end of days
I was born
I was born
Born to a dying world
They say it's spring
But here the skies are benighted
There's no horizon
The seasons, they all seem the same
No sunshine, no rain, and I know
As I stand in the roar of the breakers
No one will save us
Save us from ourselves
And so rings the death knell
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