Ring them bells, ye heathen

From the city that dreams

Ring them bells from the sanctuaries

Cross the valleys and streams

For they're deep and they're wide

And the world's on its side

And time is running backwards

And so is the bride



Ring the bells St.Peter

Where the four winds blow

Ring them bells with an iron hand

For the people will know

Oh it's rush hour now

On the wheel and the plow

And the sun is going down

Upon the sacred cow



Ring them bells Sweet Martha

For the poor man's son

Ring them bells so the world will know

That God is one

Oh the shephered is asleep

Where the willows weep

And the mountains they are filled

With lost sheep



Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf

Ring them bells for all of us who are left

Ring them bells for the chosen few

Who will judge the many when the day is through

Ring them bells, for the time that flies

For the child that cries

When the innocence dies



Ring them bells St.Catherine

From the top of the room

Ring the bells from the fortress

For the lillies that bloom

For the lines they are long

And the fighting is strong

And they're breaking down the distance

Between right and wrong