Superstition is my religion

If I deny the vision

I'll be saved on one condition

Wait forever, in inclement weather

For my treasure

If you listen, the divine decision

Will define your mission

And will free you from your prison

Of leather, feathers, carnal pleasure

When a black cat crossed my path

And a light dimmed overhead

Right before the lightning crash

I became a psychopath

Every one of us

To and from the dust

When our hope is lost

Soon our еyes go cross