@migu music@

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