Votum - Coda

Passing by the lake
One would see him wildly
Waving arms
Or with a vacant stare
Sitting on his haunches
What a sight...
What a sight...
What a sight...

He's such a grim grotesque
Dancing...
Dancing there in the moonlight
Or in turn crying out his eyes

He speaks to the water...

Another poor damned soul
Or is it?
Who loved the hill and the cloud
As he tried to capture a moon in his trembling embrace

He talks to the water...

Ripe is the time
I immerse
Adam's ale or devil's brew
As the water breaks
Taking me back inside
Brought up to code
I'll be cleansed
Of the filth that I've become
As the waters break
Taking me back inside

Going under...

"Fu I loved the high cloud and the hill.
Alas, he died of alcohol.
And Li Po also died drunk.
He tried to embrace a moon
In the Yellow River."

Ripe is the time
I immerse
Adam's ale or devil's brew
As the water breaks
Taking me back inside
Brought up to code
I'll be cleansed
Of the filth that I've become
As the waters break
Taking me back inside

Going under...