Lyrics:

The whispers cut like hard rain
Like sugar in a hurricane
Like tears from a gun
All blood and sun
Well the holes from your pretty swords
I fill them up with hush
Hush words
And I hum

The whispers cut like hard rain
Like sugar in a hurricane
Like tears from a gun
All blood and sun

He said
'Bow unto me'
But no-one could hear him
So great was the grinding and gnashing of wings
Shut your wings little flower
Shut your wings

The whispers, the whispers cut like hard rain
Like sugar in a hurricane
Like tears from a gun
All blood and sun
The holes from your pretty swords
I fill them up with hush
Hush words
And I hum