Disconnected
Total inflected
Mystic poetry
Dark metrics and fashion

Turn your light
And meet your fall
Your own
On the top of the blame

The trail of life is broken
The shine against the light
It's the trace of the hurting
The pale moonlight is burning
The shine against the dark
It's the shade of returning

Disconnected from a world so infected
We're writing poison from the facts
Full of dark metrics and fashion

You've got to turn your light
And meet your fall
Your own
On the top of the blame

The trail of life is broken
The shine against the light
It's the trace of the hurting
The pale moonlight is burning
The shine against the dark
It's the shade of returning