Feel shattered glass on a wind
Rob all our eyes of their sight
Cold sonic rush fills the void
Changes the modes of our vice

Sing my loves
Sing my sorrows
Sing my enemies
We will all sing together

Rob our eyes of a sight
Sing my loves
Change the modes of our vice
Sing my enemies
Rob our eyes of a sight
Sing my sorrows
Change the modes of vice

Sing my loves
Sing my sorrows
Sing my enemies
We will all sing
Sing together