Текст песни The Ice Dance - Fyrce Muons

Waiting for the world to feed
To break our shackles with Pandora's seed
Power is more compact
And revolution and death fit in the palm of the hand
The saber of tongues

The lashes of our new pirates
This shrinking and coalescing
This way of the universe
This turning of kind to ice

Swing dervishes with laser eyes
That bare enigma to our lives

This shrinking and coalescing
This way of the universe
Will turn mankind to ice

Swing dervishes with laser eyes
That bore enigma into our sacred lives

These blessed breasts with bitter milk
Enjoy their space among the clouds
He writes upon the bitter season
And points with his sounds