Cold air, Distant Eastern Glare
[bad word] in my eye
It feels like nothing
Fresh air, refreshed and then divined
[bad word] down my spine
It feels like nothing [bad word] to me, out from the glare
You're so adored, you're so [bad word] back to me, out from the glare
You're so adored, you're so adored

That dark, that frozen Distant Glare
Reach straight to me
It feels like nothing
These hands melt then disengage
What is this and that?
It feels like nothing [bad word] to me, out from the glare
You're so adored, you're so [bad word] back to me, out from the glare
You're so adored, you're so adored