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 whiz kid follows you

You think we don't know...until your numbers 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