[Instrumental Intro] Church bells toll alone; let each note ring and decay. [Gregorian Chant] Dies venit, vox sonat, Ad lucem, ad ignem. [Verse] You hear the bronze above the stone, A summons shaped by what you know. One heart climbs where the high bells call, One hears the gate beneath them fall. [Chorus] Gloria—or culpa—choose what you hear. Joy in the ringing, or judgment near. The same bells open heaven or hell; You name the road when you hear them toll. [Instrumental: dark thrash guitars and bell strikes] [Gregorian Chant] Sanctus, sanctus, ora nobis, Miserere, dona pacem. [Verse] You carry your dawn, you carry your dread, A crown of light or ash on your head. No hand can turn the sound away; The bell is bronze. You choose its say. [Chorus] Gloria—or culpa—choose what you hear. Joy in the ringing, or judgment near. The same bells open heaven or hell; You name the road when you hear them toll. [Bridge: angelic choir over twin galloping guitar leads] Rise, if the morning is yours to claim. Fall, if the toll has spoken your name. [Final Chorus] Gloria—or culpa—now both voices ring. Hope in the ashes, grief in the spring. The same bells open heaven or hell; You name the road when you hear them toll. [Outro: church bells ringing, choir fading]
