| Song | The Bell Is Broken |
| Artist | Goblins Blade |
| Album | Of Angels and Snakes |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Jörg Michael Knittel | |
| 作曲 : Jörg Michael Knittel | |
| The sun goes down | |
| The sky turns black (black, black) | |
| The priest rushes | |
| His chasuble is black (black, black) | |
| Voices from church | |
| They sing songs of peace (peace, peace) | |
| But marching troops | |
| An upgrowing disease (disease, disease) | |
| Ancient stories | |
| Told by the old | |
| Ancient stories | |
| The message is gold | |
| The bell is broken | |
| Pyre of people, spit on dignity | |
| The bell is broken | |
| The steeple collapses | |
| The world's in misery | |
| Some witches burning | |
| Her lightning twitch | |
| Loud screams from the lost | |
| Laughter from the rich (rich, rich) | |
| Collection to pillage | |
| They hold it in hell (hell, hell) | |
| It’s burning brightly | |
| ‘cause of the evil it kills (kills, kills) | |
| Ancient stories | |
| Told by the old | |
| Ancient stories | |
| The message is gold | |
| The bell is broken | |
| Pyre of people, spit on dignity | |
| The bell is broken | |
| The steeple collapses | |
| The world's in misery | |
| The bell is broken (broken) | |
| The bell is broken (broken) | |
| What’s the trigger | |
| And who is to blame (blame, blame) | |
| The riddle of frenzy | |
| Don’t call his name (name, name) | |
| What’s the trigger | |
| And who is to blame (blame, blame) | |
| The priest is a victim | |
| He called me names (names, names) | |
| Ancient stories | |
| Told by the old | |
| Ancient stories | |
| The message is gold | |
| The bell is broken | |
| Pyre of people, spit on dignity | |
| The bell is broken | |
| The steeple collapses | |
| The world's in misery | |
| The bell is broken | |
| The steeple collapses | |
| Embraces the priest | |
| The bell is broken | |
| The demons awaken | |
| The world’s in misery |
| zuo ci : J rg Michael Knittel | |
| zuo qu : J rg Michael Knittel | |
| The sun goes down | |
| The sky turns black black, black | |
| The priest rushes | |
| His chasuble is black black, black | |
| Voices from church | |
| They sing songs of peace peace, peace | |
| But marching troops | |
| An upgrowing disease disease, disease | |
| Ancient stories | |
| Told by the old | |
| Ancient stories | |
| The message is gold | |
| The bell is broken | |
| Pyre of people, spit on dignity | |
| The bell is broken | |
| The steeple collapses | |
| The world' s in misery | |
| Some witches burning | |
| Her lightning twitch | |
| Loud screams from the lost | |
| Laughter from the rich rich, rich | |
| Collection to pillage | |
| They hold it in hell hell, hell | |
| It' s burning brightly | |
| ' cause of the evil it kills kills, kills | |
| Ancient stories | |
| Told by the old | |
| Ancient stories | |
| The message is gold | |
| The bell is broken | |
| Pyre of people, spit on dignity | |
| The bell is broken | |
| The steeple collapses | |
| The world' s in misery | |
| The bell is broken broken | |
| The bell is broken broken | |
| What' s the trigger | |
| And who is to blame blame, blame | |
| The riddle of frenzy | |
| Don' t call his name name, name | |
| What' s the trigger | |
| And who is to blame blame, blame | |
| The priest is a victim | |
| He called me names names, names | |
| Ancient stories | |
| Told by the old | |
| Ancient stories | |
| The message is gold | |
| The bell is broken | |
| Pyre of people, spit on dignity | |
| The bell is broken | |
| The steeple collapses | |
| The world' s in misery | |
| The bell is broken | |
| The steeple collapses | |
| Embraces the priest | |
| The bell is broken | |
| The demons awaken | |
| The world' s in misery |
| zuò cí : J rg Michael Knittel | |
| zuò qǔ : J rg Michael Knittel | |
| The sun goes down | |
| The sky turns black black, black | |
| The priest rushes | |
| His chasuble is black black, black | |
| Voices from church | |
| They sing songs of peace peace, peace | |
| But marching troops | |
| An upgrowing disease disease, disease | |
| Ancient stories | |
| Told by the old | |
| Ancient stories | |
| The message is gold | |
| The bell is broken | |
| Pyre of people, spit on dignity | |
| The bell is broken | |
| The steeple collapses | |
| The world' s in misery | |
| Some witches burning | |
| Her lightning twitch | |
| Loud screams from the lost | |
| Laughter from the rich rich, rich | |
| Collection to pillage | |
| They hold it in hell hell, hell | |
| It' s burning brightly | |
| ' cause of the evil it kills kills, kills | |
| Ancient stories | |
| Told by the old | |
| Ancient stories | |
| The message is gold | |
| The bell is broken | |
| Pyre of people, spit on dignity | |
| The bell is broken | |
| The steeple collapses | |
| The world' s in misery | |
| The bell is broken broken | |
| The bell is broken broken | |
| What' s the trigger | |
| And who is to blame blame, blame | |
| The riddle of frenzy | |
| Don' t call his name name, name | |
| What' s the trigger | |
| And who is to blame blame, blame | |
| The priest is a victim | |
| He called me names names, names | |
| Ancient stories | |
| Told by the old | |
| Ancient stories | |
| The message is gold | |
| The bell is broken | |
| Pyre of people, spit on dignity | |
| The bell is broken | |
| The steeple collapses | |
| The world' s in misery | |
| The bell is broken | |
| The steeple collapses | |
| Embraces the priest | |
| The bell is broken | |
| The demons awaken | |
| The world' s in misery |