Esben And The Witch
Smashed to Pieces in the Still of the Night
We locked a steely gaze
That made us shiver
Caged in the concaves
We were cast in silver

And in our rapture we saw
Faces, vibrating
And to our horror we thought
That our eyes were failing

Spear this terrible fish
The glass it ripples
Clear water, breaking waves
The surface splinters

Lit by calcium light
We reached denouement
And in the still of the night
We were smashed to pieces

Smashed to pieces in the still of the night