歌词
[Intro, Hurdy Gurdy Drone]
[Verse 1]
In the shadow of death's embrace,
Streets grow silent, a haunted place.
Once lively markets, now graves of mud,
Blackened airs, the reaper's flood.
[Chorus]
Hear the tolling of the bell,
Whispers of heaven, screams of hell.
We fall like autumn's withered leaf,
Plaguebearer's lament, our shared grief.
[Verse 2]
Neighbors vanish in the night's cold grasp,
Families broken, within death's clasp.
From my door, the world decays,
As plague turns vibrant lives to greys.
[Instrumental]
[Hurdy Gurdy Solo]
[Verse 3]
Churches empty, no solace found,
Only echoes of the lost resound.
Through the silence, our fates are sewn,
In the heart of darkness, we stand alone.
[Church Bell]
[Chorus]
Hear the tolling of the bell,
Whispers of heaven, screams of hell.
We fall like autumn's withered leaf,
Plaguebearer's lament, our shared grief.
[Instrumental]
[Hurdy Gurdy]
[Verse 4]
Wails of sorrow fill the murky air,
Lost souls mourning in their despair.
Empty hearths where fires once burned bright,
Now only darkness, day turned to night.
[Bell]
[Chorus]
Hear the tolling of the bell,
Whispers of heaven, screams of hell.
We fall like autumn's withered leaf,
Plaguebearer's lament, our shared grief.
[Instrumental, Cello]
[Verse 5]
Bitter harvest reaped with tainted hands,
Desolation spreads across the lands.
In the shadows of the plague, we tread,
Counting the hours, the living and the dead.
[Instrumental, Violin]
[Instrumental]
[Outro, Hurdy Gurdy]
In the silence that follows, the echoes fade,
What remains is the life that the plague has made.
Grief-laden souls beneath starless skies,
Whispering winds carry our demise.
[Fade-Out, Cello]
[End]
