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