Testo di 'Bellimals' di Nucleus Mind

At the dawn of every day the last of their kind
have to drag themselves to the mighty bells
With nearly no strength left they start to play
the melody, which is their breath of life

They hate all cigarettes cause they die from smoke
and they can kill one hundred rats with a single stroke
They throw salt in the oceans and paint the sky blue
They trigger our emotions and they crumble at first view
They remove all plaques from every blood vessel
but mending the earth's cracks is where they excel
And they hope to hear the bells one more time

The melody of the bells refills their strength
which they lost from fulfilling their task
If they want to, their life is without an end
if they decide to do a little less

They hate all cigarettes cause they die from smoke
and they can kill one hundred rats with a single stroke
They throw salt in the oceans and paint the sky blue
They trigger our emotions and they crumble at first view
They remove all plaques from every blood vessel
but mending the earth's cracks is where they excel
And they hope to hear the bells one more time

Their number is always the same, so that for every death
one of them grows from the soil
It may seem that laziness yields a reward
but if the world gets out of joint
then they've sealed their fate

They hate all cigarettes cause they die from smoke
and they can kill one hundred rats with a single stroke
They throw salt in the oceans and paint the sky blue
They trigger our emotions and they crumble at first view
They remove all plaques from every blood vessel
but mending the earth's cracks is where they excel
And they hope to hear the bells one more time