At the dawn of every day the last of their kind
have to drag themselves to the mighty bells.
With nearly no strength left they start to play
the melody, which is their breath of life.

They hate all cigarettes cause they die from smoke
and they can kill one hundred rats with a single stroke.
They throw salt in the oceans and paint the sky blue.
They trigger our emotions and they crumble at first view.
They remove all plaques from every blood vessel,
but mending the earth's cracks is where they excel.
And they hope to hear the bells one more time.

The melody of the bells refills their strength,
which they lost from fulfilling their task.
If they want to, their life is without an end,
if they decide to do a little less.


Their number is always the same, so that for every death,
one of them grows from the soil.
It may seem that laziness yields a reward,
but if the world gets out of joint,
then they've sealed their fate.


Lyrics submitted by muehlpower

Bellimals song meanings
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