Droning on and on, the low vibrations soothe
the reckless demons waiting on the night.
The fire in their eyes is much too bright,
while burning with their glee, to look into
for long. Unlikely in their subtle youth,
they dance among the angels in their flight
and song. They sing along. Their Bass would fight
the angels' sound, and from this something new
is born. The angels start to dance as well
while soaring through the starlit sky. The beat
infects their soul and they are torn.