4th century BC
Plato
- Idealism — forms over particulars
- The Republic ethic: “God is not the author of evil”
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You sang along to bells that never rang for real,
You danced to thunder painted on a vinyl deal.
The boys in black were selling you a costume scare,
The actual bells were waiting in the upper air.
The fire they made for movie sets and stadium nights
Was nothing like the fire in the prophet's sights.
The hell they sold was hell that you could laugh away,
The hell that's coming has no laugh and has no stay.
[Pre-chorus]
But the bell is real, and the bell will ring,
And the dead will hear what the prophets sing.
Daniel saw the shame and the contempt,
And the costume comes off in the moment unkempt.
[Chorus]
HELLS BELLS - THEIRS WERE FAKE!
THESE ones ring for the souls awake!
HELLS BELLS - REAL TONIGHT!
The covering goes, and the soul is bright!
The Lamb is the bell for His own!
The Lamb is the throne for His own!
HELLS BELLS - THEIRS WERE FAKE!
And the real ones - won't break!
[Verse 2]
They sold you brimstone like a costume from a store,
A souvenir of darkness you could keep and store.
The Author keeps the actual ledger on the shelf,
And the bell that's coming is not the bell of self.
The contempt is everlasting, says the prophet's word,
The abhorring is the felt thing when the gaze is heard.
The uncovered standing in the undiverted light -
That's the bell. That's the ringing. That's the night.
[Pre-chorus]
And the bell is real, and the bell will ring,
And the dead will hear what the prophets sing.
Daniel saw the shame and the contempt,
And the costume comes off in the moment unkempt.
[Chorus]
HELLS BELLS - THEIRS WERE FAKE!
THESE ones ring for the souls awake!
HELLS BELLS - REAL TONIGHT!
The covering goes, and the soul is bright!
The Lamb is the bell for His own!
The Lamb is the throne for His own!
HELLS BELLS - THEIRS WERE FAKE!
And the real ones - won't break!
[Final Chorus]
HELLS BELLS - THEIRS WERE FAKE!
THESE ones ring for the souls awake!
HELLS BELLS - REAL TONIGHT!
The covering goes, and the soul is bright!
HELLS BELLS - FOR THE LOST!
HELLS BELLS - THE FINAL COST!
HELLS BELLS - FOR HIS OWN!
The Lamb is the bell - and the throne!
HELLS BELLS - THEIRS WERE FAKE!
And the real ones - won't break!
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