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 sorrows
 Sing my enemies
 we will all sing together
 Rob our eyes of sight
 Change the modes of vice
 Sing my loves
 Sing my enemies
 Sing my sorrows
 We sill all sing
 Sing together