“Two go in, and one comes out. I can finish the story unless you doubt. Doubt what you ask, doubt the beauty of glass.

It’s ring when it touches each other, it sings the song of the holy cutter.

He’ll slice you to the bone and nothing will be left. He’ll take you by your arm and he’ll give you half back.

Never doubt the beauty of glass. It’s ring when it touches each other, it sings the song of the holy cutter.”