The Cursed Bell Ringer
[Violin][Flute]
[Verse 1]
[moan] oooooooooooooooo
In a tower once grand, where the bells used to chime,
A cursed bell ringer tolls through the night's prime.
His life was a melody, his joy a clear sound,
Now his tolling echoes in the darkness profound.
[Violin][Flute]
[Pre-Chorus]
He rang the bells with a spirit so bright,
But a dark enchantment turned his days to night.
Each Halloween eve, he pulls the rope tight,
Haunting the tower with a sorrowful fright.
[Chorus1]
The Cursed Bell Ringer, with a toll that's forlorn,
Wanders the tower where his fate was sworn.
His bells once joyful, now clang with despair,
As he seeks redemption in the cold night air.
So beware the tower when the moon is high,
For the cursed bell's toll will make you cry.
[Violin][Flute]
[Verse 2]
The bells are now silent, save for the ghostly clang,
A reminder of melodies that the dark shadows sang.
The ringer's lament fills the empty halls,
As he searches for peace where the echo calls.
[Violin][Flute]
[Pre-Chorus]
He was condemned by magic's cruel, dark hand,
To ring the bells in a cursed, lonely land.
Each Halloween night, he tolls in regret,
Seeking forgiveness for a fate unmet.
[Chorus 2]
The Cursed Bell Ringer, with a toll that's forlorn,
Wanders the tower where his fate was sworn.
His bells once joyful, now clang with despair,
As he seeks redemption in the cold night air.
So beware the tower when the moon is high,
For the cursed bell's toll will make you cry.
[Violin][Flute]
[Bridge]
The tower's old stones whisper his sad tale,
Of a life turned to sorrow, a soul doomed to wail.
His bells are a curse, a reminder of wrongs,
A spectral melody where the heartache belongs.
[Violin][Flute]
[Chorus 3]
The Cursed Bell Ringer, with a toll that's forlorn,
Wanders the tower where his fate was sworn.
His bells once joyful, now clang with despair,
As he seeks redemption in the cold night air.
So beware the tower when the moon is high,
For the cursed bell's toll will make you cry.
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha.....
[Violin][Flute]
[End]
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The Cursed Bell Ringer
[Violin][Flute]
[Verse 1]
[moan] oooooooooooooooo
In a tower once grand, where the bells used to chime,
A cursed bell ringer tolls through the night's prime.
His life was a melody, his joy a clear sound,
Now his tolling echoes in the darkness profound.
[Violin][Flute]
[Pre-Chorus]
He rang the bells with a spirit so bright,
But a dark enchantment turned his days to night.
Each Halloween eve, he pulls the rope tight,
Haunting the tower with a sorrowful fright.
[Chorus1]
The Cursed Bell Ringer, with a toll that's forlorn,
Wanders the tower where his fate was sworn.
His bells once joyful, now clang with despair,
As he seeks redemption in the cold night air.
So beware the tower when the moon is high,
For the cursed bell's toll will make you cry.
[Violin][Flute]
[Verse 2]
The bells are now silent, save for the ghostly clang,
A reminder of melodies that the dark shadows sang.
The ringer's lament fills the empty halls,
As he searches for peace where the echo calls.
[Violin][Flute]
[Pre-Chorus]
He was condemned by magic's cruel, dark hand,
To ring the bells in a cursed, lonely land.
Each Halloween night, he tolls in regret,
Seeking forgiveness for a fate unmet.
[Chorus 2]
The Cursed Bell Ringer, with a toll that's forlorn,
Wanders the tower where his fate was sworn.
His bells once joyful, now clang with despair,
As he seeks redemption in the cold night air.
So beware the tower when the moon is high,
For the cursed bell's toll will make you cry.
[Violin][Flute]
[Bridge]
The tower's old stones whisper his sad tale,
Of a life turned to sorrow, a soul doomed to wail.
His bells are a curse, a reminder of wrongs,
A spectral melody where the heartache belongs.
[Violin][Flute]
[Chorus 3]
The Cursed Bell Ringer, with a toll that's forlorn,
Wanders the tower where his fate was sworn.
His bells once joyful, now clang with despair,
As he seeks redemption in the cold night air.
So beware the tower when the moon is high,
For the cursed bell's toll will make you cry.
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha.....
[Violin][Flute]
[End]
[Violin][Flute]
[Verse 1]
[moan] oooooooooooooooo
In a tower once grand, where the bells used to chime,
A cursed bell ringer tolls through the night's prime.
His life was a melody, his joy a clear sound,
Now his tolling echoes in the darkness profound.
[Violin][Flute]
[Pre-Chorus]
He rang the bells with a spirit so bright,
But a dark enchantment turned his days to night.
Each Halloween eve, he pulls the rope tight,
Haunting the tower with a sorrowful fright.
[Chorus1]
The Cursed Bell Ringer, with a toll that's forlorn,
Wanders the tower where his fate was sworn.
His bells once joyful, now clang with despair,
As he seeks redemption in the cold night air.
So beware the tower when the moon is high,
For the cursed bell's toll will make you cry.
[Violin][Flute]
[Verse 2]
The bells are now silent, save for the ghostly clang,
A reminder of melodies that the dark shadows sang.
The ringer's lament fills the empty halls,
As he searches for peace where the echo calls.
[Violin][Flute]
[Pre-Chorus]
He was condemned by magic's cruel, dark hand,
To ring the bells in a cursed, lonely land.
Each Halloween night, he tolls in regret,
Seeking forgiveness for a fate unmet.
[Chorus 2]
The Cursed Bell Ringer, with a toll that's forlorn,
Wanders the tower where his fate was sworn.
His bells once joyful, now clang with despair,
As he seeks redemption in the cold night air.
So beware the tower when the moon is high,
For the cursed bell's toll will make you cry.
[Violin][Flute]
[Bridge]
The tower's old stones whisper his sad tale,
Of a life turned to sorrow, a soul doomed to wail.
His bells are a curse, a reminder of wrongs,
A spectral melody where the heartache belongs.
[Violin][Flute]
[Chorus 3]
The Cursed Bell Ringer, with a toll that's forlorn,
Wanders the tower where his fate was sworn.
His bells once joyful, now clang with despair,
As he seeks redemption in the cold night air.
So beware the tower when the moon is high,
For the cursed bell's toll will make you cry.
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha.....
[Violin][Flute]
[End]
Writer: Bruce Alan Marcom
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC