We make electric glitter
To pierce through the dark.
Lights cling to buildings and trees
And the New Year violently comes.
Crashing after midnight
With rain from vengeful gods
Attacking our lights
Our homes
And way of life.
Last year we didn’t get diamonds
Or what our effort deserved
Our dreams turned to dust
Now England drowns
And shows us every shade of black.
Let’s make our own diamonds,
Make glitter from nothing
Have or souls pierce through the dark days
And rise above our crimes
And find new ways.
The diamonds will never come back to our bones
Unless we will them there
And look for the light in the storms.
