“Beneath the red moon's sutured light,
We kneel where angels fear to fight.
Thorns twist 'round a diamond throne,
The night whispers secrets only we own.
Veins like blackened violin strings。”
道森和约翰从后方向前移动同时开始配合发出怒音高频，
“Mirror-shards cut holy lies,
We're the storm behind dead eyes.
Can you taste the danger on my lips?”
亚伦伴随着工业节拍的吟唱完成了最后的高光。
"Blood is the ink, skin the page—
We are the curse you'll never cage.
Scream your psalms, we'll drink the sound—
When angels bleed, that's where we're crowned."