Lucia, at the Precipice

She moves in circles, chasing tails
Here come the vapours to cause the chaos
Too deep she dreams
Too fast she falls
Grasping at the crumbling walls

White beauty, burning bright
He watches her set fire to the night
To the night, in the night
The dead of night

X2
It’s too late, Lucia
Hold on tight, Lucia

A satellite to Selene
She moves with grace through the evening
With elegance and innocence
She pirouettes to her precipice

(She dances silently)
To her precipice
(In the background)
Liberate these limbs tonight
For I must vent all my desires
For logic mutes but heavy cast
I’m sinking fast into the mire
(She dances silently)
Into the mire
(She dances silently in the background, in the background)

X4
(We dive to the bottom of the pool, she sank)
C’est moi qui es l’artiste!