Iron Bells

News got to our side of town today
It made your folks come asking for you
They probably thought that you had ran away
Now I only wish it was true
Them priests cannot get their damn bells to ring
They've been at now for years up in their church
And they have set a prize for those un-chiming things
Seven hundred solid years of curse

And all I can do is watch, While they initiatet the end of time
And the screams I hear from nowhere they're not yours, They're mine

Townsmen and women gatherered up a flock
To ask the priests about all this stuff
"We built you a church out of our blood and rocks
Tell us when we've suffered anough"
Well, the priests short of answer went into retreat
And came down with a vision on what to do
"If we can throw a virgin into the melted iron heat
We will surely lift our town out of its doom"

No one knows about your secret, dark and deep
And I made a promise not to tell
As you sobbed your confession'till you fell asleep, on my lap
I could see heaven, but not hell
But I think I would have made a good father
And a carrier of deep secrets too
All the while I know that it is harder, to know something
And never get it through

And now you are on your way to freedom
And no one will ever see you cry
Everyone will know you as "the Virgin"
All you have to do is die
And I don't know what we are achieving
Soon everyone is back on theire old grind
I just know whenever someone's leaving
There is always someone left behind