No matter how you try to plane us, we'll stand
There is nothing you can do
But then you take the biggest plague of all to use
Electricity is your cutting edge

We feel the humidity
The foam makes us strengthless against you,
it makes us soft
Easier for you to cut us one by one

The foam makes us strengthless against you,
it makes us soft and easier to defeat

5 sharp blades are coming down to us
Prepared to finalize the result
Cuts us to the last millimeter

We feel the blades passing near
The foam makes us drown
Then we hear the fear of others
And we have to give up

Now only few of us is standing in this bald spot
And we don't even try to fight back
Then we see the two joined long blades
Our flight to heaven
Is here

Then you look into the mirror - satisfied