And Bells They Toll

Lonely path across the marshland
 Leads to a forlorn grey lodge
 Grey like the misery
 Empty, abandoned
 For the lone dweller is now gone
 Ailment and poverty was her lot
 Only guest ever the nightly frost that crept inside
 Brief were the moments of bliss and gladness
 For on this hoar peatland, no joy will live
 Bells they toll
 In cold morning light
 And bells they toll
 In bleak morning light
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 Once there was a fleeting time
 When sky was less dark for a while
 And the one that she adored
 Walked her across the churchyard
 Flowers bloomed and bells they tolled
 Hopeful was the spring's tone
 But on this barren marshland
 No gladness will ever last
 Here the nightly frost will creep inside the hearts
 Here the brittle flowers will die before their time
 And soon came the day, when bells they tolled again
 For her dearest one, beneath the stones now lies
 Under the churchyard sleeps
 Under the churchyard sleeps
 Bells they toll
 In cold morning light
 And bells they toll
 In bleak morning light