Now we have a verdict:
%#@! heels can walk
And the bones will rise

Right before our eyes

That's the beauty of the draft


Poles will reverse
Last place goes first


It's enough to make a preacher curse


That's the beauty of the draft

Slave it now

Don't save it now - you know how

That's the beauty of the draft


Winter winds will whistle
Through your bulletproof dismissal


That's the beauty


Silver fools create the blackest rules
Slumbering in the shock
When the energy gets lost

In the beauty

That's the beauty


That's the beauty of the draft