Gliding, up and down Choked on diamonds Giving the world a view, here come the swans Red-headed leader one, venom spitting clouds Swagger fake-breasted song, here come the swans Trident spear in tow, careful as she swings it low Slices the praisers, here come the swans Terror all around, beauty can terrorize Riot on fake-feathered friends, here killed the swans Wake up, shake up your blanket of sorrows Warm tongue in one ear, pearl gun in the other They glide into the sun They hide away the moon They hijack the bloody night They idolise their wounds