Dark Moor - Bells Of Notre Dame Lyrics






Born in a sorry cot, left on the stairs of the cold stone;
Damned to be scorned, in darkness, damned to be alone;
Taken by the Church, his soul will be slave of God;
In the belfry's beauty is his figure something odd.

We see the hunchback in Notre Dame
Dancing on the tallest towers

Arcades and spires, filling his heart,
Deep like the choir, fine like the art
Is the place my cell, is it?
Is God's home my hell?
Oh, my body prisons my poor soul,
Until I toll!

I am grim, full of gloom
In my dim gothic tomb
But the bells in my heart chime for ever
With the ding that belongs
To the king of their songs
I'm the sound of Notre Dame

In the Wheel of Life he is a horror for the crowd,
When will be the time he'll see the sun between the clouds?
Looking at the bells he thinks about his tragic fate
Wants to be a rock or metal like his soulless mates

We hear the hunchback in Notre Dame
Crying on the tallest towers

Gargoyles and columns, his relity;
Chants which are solemn, his agony
Is this place my cell, is it?
Is God's home my hell?
Oh, my body imprisons my poor soul
Until i toll!

I am grim, full of gloom
In my dim gothic tomb
But the bells in my heart chime for ever
With the ding that belongs
To the king of their songs
I'm the sound of Notre Dame





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  1. M.... K....

    Does anyone feel that the verse of this song has the impact and grandeur of a chorus, rather than just being a verse? The melody is just so grandiose it might as well be a chorus.

    Dark Moor had phenomenal songwriting in Elisa era. Later on, something changed for the worse :(

  2. T.... K....

    I’ve been listening to this song years before the burning of notre dame. Catch up people.

  3. J.... S....

    My first thought when it burned was about this song

  4. L.... Q....

    This song will made the cathedral eternal :c 💜

  5. P.... M....

    15th April 2019. A significant piece of artistic beauty and incredible gothic architecture has withered away in the flames in Paris. I shed a tear as the spire fell. I immediately thought of this song. It's glorious. I love Elisa C Martin's voice on this track.

  6. G.... D....

    Anyone listening on Monday, April 15th, 2019? OwO

  7. K.... ....

    "I am grim, full of gloom
    In my dim gothic tomb
    But the bells in my heart chime forever."

    Hoy es un día trágico. Ojalá nunca dejen de sonar las campanas de Notre Dame.

    K.... ....

    The belfry survived

  8. A.... M....

    Y pensar que ahora mismo la catedral esta en llamas 😣😣😣

  9. I.... M....

    4/15/2019: Listening to this song as Notre Dame de Paris burns on live news. :(

    I.... M....

    Glad I'm not the only one, man.

    I.... M....

    Notre Dame Cathedral collapsed on fire yesterday

  10. p.... b....

    Patricia tena

  11. p.... b....

    Patricia musa

  12. p.... b....

    Patricia bloom

  13. W.... A....

    Darkmoor has a new fan great stuff. 👏

  14. T.... T....

    Born in a sorry cot, left on the stairs of the cold stone;
    Damned to be scorned, in darkness, damned to be alone;
    Taken by the church, his soul will be slave of God;
    In the belfry's beauty is his figure something odd.

    We see the hunchback in Notre Dame
    Dancing on the tallest towers

    Arcades and spires, filling his heart,
    Deep like the choir, fine like the art
    Is the place my cell, is it?
    Is God's home my hell?
    Oh, my body prisions my poor soul,
    Untill I toll!


    I am grim, full of gloom
    In my dim gothic tomb
    But the bells in my heart chime for ever
    With the ding that belongs
    To the king of their songs
    I'm the sound of Notre Dame

    In the wheel of life he is a horror for the crowd,
    When will be the time he'll see the sun between the clouds?
    Looking at the bells he think about his tragic fate
    Wants to be a rock or metal like his soulless mates

    We hear the hunchback in Notre Dame
    Crying on the tallest towers

    Gargoyles and columns, his relity;
    Chants wich are solemn, his agony
    Is the place my cell, is it?
    Is God's home my hell?
    Oh, my body imprisons my poor soul
    Until I toll!

  15. M.... M....

    *Very heavenly and enchanting.*

  16. I.... G....

    el buen metal de España!que se le reconozca como es debido.Long life to spanish metal my brothers!!

    I.... G....

    🤘😎🤘🎧🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶

  17. I.... M....

    banda fudida...pena que nao volta mais...

  18. V.... V....

    I'm so glad someone made a song about Quasimodo, IMO one of the most underrated and greatest heroes of all literature. I just love the lyrics. 

    With the ding that belongs to the King of their songs
    I'M THE SOUND OF NOTRE DAME!

    V.... V....

    "I am grim, full of doom, in my dim, Gothic tomb
    but the bells in my heart chime forever"
    I don't think any play, adaptation, or cartoon ever managed to capture Quasimodo's inner turmoil better than Dark Moor in their lyrics to this song.

  19. W.... ....

    Where has this band been hiding all my life?

  20. I.... M....

    So... Much... RIGHTEOUSNESS!!!

  21. S.... N....

    Must... stop... headbanging!

  22. F.... ....

    I am speechless, this is divine, awesome riffs, keys, bass drum, and little bell with the chorus

    F.... ....

    +FrenchLegoBoy When does the bell start? I am hard of hearing and can't hear them.

  23. D.... T....

    Magnifique

  24. M.... D....

    This song deserves a lot more views than it has

  25. F.... ....

    Elisa-era Dark Moor is amongst the elite of power metal.

  26. A.... ....

    best song <3

  27. M.... ....

    Great song! One of my favorites of this disc with the song Somewhere in dreams.