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!