Brace yourself for clamping shackles
For nasty weather for your friends breaching your nucleus
Prepare for turbulence. Prepare for nuclear winds
We gotta go high. We gotta go. Are you ready or not?
We gotta go. Hold the line. Blow the speaker
We gotta go, gotta float through the ether
The change, the masks, the smash, the crab
The loss of the sting. The vessels shattering...