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 whizz 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?