Ach german village has a church
A steaple, a bell and a grudge
Each kin has a personal curse
Best of them is a simple hair loss
Ring of a bell, ring of a freedom
Ring on my finger shivers in fear
Diamong got cracked, gold turned into mold
My skin is renew, i declare revolt
For whom toll the bell
May never return
I cast it away
I am The one who will never return
For whom toll the bell
May never return
I cast it away
I am The one who will never return
As the zombies siege the chapel
Ur face appears on the battlefield
Not a ghost, nor a phantom
A marble sculpture, a facsimile clone
For whom toll the bell
May never return
I cast it away
I am The one who will never return
For whom toll the bell
May never return
I cast it away
I am The one who will never return
Your face dissolves in crowds
As my memory shatters your way
This is my trench to salvation
I leave you for all the good days
Goodbye, we will never meet again
Silent bell moans
With everyone who could come
My night is long to ride on
My nigth is long to ride on