Scarred, scourged, tattered, vessels frayed and frail
The shield of Faith is battered but it will not lie down to let defeat prevail
Pounding with a vengeance, hearts that beat with light
For shining in the distance, a glimpse of the tower through the blood and fog
Belfry, belfry, belfry ring Victory’s chimes for us

From the coldest mountain to the deepest brine
Burst the shutters open and let the glorious sound rip apart the sky
Belfry, belfry, belfry ring Victory’s chimes for us
Belfry hope has returned for good