The Bells of Notre Dame

Can you hear the church bells ringing?
I put my hands up high,
And keep singing.

I turn my phone off,
And they keep peeking.

My daughter can finally learn,
What "hide and seek" means.

I let her know the government's secrets.
I let her know that they don't give a shit.

She goes to church, surrounded by people,
That know her worth and won't demean her.

The bells are ringing and light bulbs are gleaming.
Time to exorcise out all the demons.

The love is lost in this world tour.
Notre Dame is for connoisseurs.

The bells are ringing, and i know, for sure,
The angels will protect my little girl.

You cannot hide your sins of life.
I see them through the eyes,
Of the ones I see every night.

It's time to hang those church bells high.
Let the apocalypse decide,
Who lives or dies.