We joined this land, where they paint the ice To the new: we thrown saturn dice We dream in gold and simurg blue Créme de la Créme-it's to d**h Adieu now we're laying on new waves our guns have Lost thier victims' names Our concrete minds have turned to dust angelic police have k**ed our lust (Now we're laying on new waves our guns have lost thier victims' names our Concrete minds have turned to dust angelic police have k**ed our lust) Tidal overflow reads the sign the secret soul is all that shines We sing our praise in model tones and dorians mirror: We do not own (We're being lit by The shining one, out of ourselves to ourselves we've gone, we click the Heels of our glitter red shoes Créme de la Créme -- it's To d**h adieu) (Instrumental)... Now we're laying... On new waves... Our guns have lost Thier victims names... Out of ourselves (4x) Out of ourselves (4x) Out of ourselves (4x) (Instrumental)...