Текст: Free Yon. Focus. Yes Or No.

There's truth in the closet
And life in the sky
There's angels among us
Keep that between you and I
Drop down, no sound
Altercation, no cops around
Five years
Lost translation, we're heaven bound

And there will be
Ten thousand halos floating
Over our heads
The glare is killing me
Insult them with knock-knocks and comics
Until they're all dead
These cubicals can bleed

I don't have to remember

Empty sidewalks, and crowded homes.
Liars choking on broken bones
Chaos, silence
We can not hear our retribution

It's getting hard to see

We won't take no for an answer