aah, there's that bell i heard ring so many times before.
aah, there's that chime i've missed but wished never to return.
aah, there's that symphonic durge that i never really wanted to waltz to anyway.

they ring in my ears and tell me stories about how chivalric they were and are.
they cast shadows for me to walk in as i lower my gaze to their feet.
they burden me with their lack of it.

the bells chime above me.
they crowd my space with empty gazes and i fear for what they may do to me.
those bells hold no power over me.
it's the power i gave them that they wield.

they are such pretty bells, shining so bright.
and i, i nothing more than their dull little bell.