Testo Ring The Bells

The walls are crashing around you Your pity is back in place And as you swarm into it I spit some of it into your face Come and hold me in your arms I just want a little piece of it It's not too much to ask I know you wouldn't think of it Such a playful task Your altar in your womb Ring the bells for you Children hold me in your arms I'll guide you to the fields of plenty My blindness is obscene Suckle the teats of imagination Let's dream a bland life The flower of invincibility Ring the bells for you