The niece of ice shines Isn't it time? Agents of bliss In the dim light very old Protecting the plot Evading the shots Wherever you go The whizz kid follows you You think we don't know Until your number's up Did it feel all right? Did you put up a fight? Those golden rays aren't far behind you You're sick and you're tired of the blood and the fire Those golden rays aren't far behind you Confectioned eyesight Expressing and thinking With more than I eat With more than I swallow It's fast and it's cheap than going anywhere You've seen it before So see it some more Those golden rays aren't far behind you If you're sick and you're tired of the blood and the fire Those golden rays aren't far behind you, behind you