Текст песни The Imperishables - Dirt Poor Robins

We are the stars that never set
The undying north, unfading west
Tremble as we're now manifest
A sight your perceptions will not accept
Oh, we are relief for boundless grief
A thief come in the night

The legends of old you've cast away
Are flying back in your memories
Nothing on Earth hides from our gaze
The wheel of the eyes sees everything
Heaven's desire burns like fire
If you hate the light

Look in our eyes, what do you see?
Angelic hosts or hellbent napalm teeth?
Are you deceived?
Give an account for what you behold
The lover of men, the one who calls every soul, every soul

Ha-ah, give account, now
Give account, now
Give account, now
Give account
Now
Now
Now
Now