Oh how I hate to say this, I leave here very well.

As I hear the hollow clanking of the heavy Iron bell,
With woods surround, all grey fibrous and as dark as night;
Oh how I hate to say this, I leave here very well.

Those school rooms echo calls and foe reside;
Their mockery calls down to make my eyes alight,
As I hear the hollow clanking of the heavy iron bell.

For now their voices turn the tide,
And make this soul grab turn for the fight;
Oh how I hate to say this, I leave here very well.

And in this growing ember I shall not hide,
Or turn my may face and flee in fright;
As I hear the hollow clanging of the heavy Iron bell.

For within my soul, a new hope resides,
Fending off the demons blight,
Oh how I hate to say this I leave here very well.

And with their echo’s in my mind,
I now rest my heart my soul is bright;
As I hear the hollow clanking of the Iron bell…
Oh I hate to say this… I leave here very well.