BLACK BELL TOWER

      From the Black Bell Tower is a chain

That swings.

It’s tethered to the arm of the

Keeper who grieves

For the loss of life,

And the spilling of the seed

When families fight in the name of greed.

In the Black Bell Tower, there are stairs

That rise,

Running upward in a spiral,

Like the twisted lies

That consume our court,

Telling a long-lost story

Of ancient glory,

Peeled back from the face

Of history pre-recorded.

In the Black Bell Tower is a choir

That sings

In honor of our Father, and the

Darkling King.

Chanting songs of the Keeper, and a chain

That swings-

In the Black Bell Tower is a truth

That rings.

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