The nerves must dance until this tear's all right When will these premonitions go away No needs to tell, the eye can see What's going on and what will be Disengaged from the world Disengagement isn't everything You've fingers and you've thoughts Devoting your eyes and your mother's for a prize "You're the Christ" says Enoch by new [?] No needs to tell, the eye can see What's going on and what will be