in the woods... - vanish in the absence of virtue lyrics

i spoke so well that evening
i sang so well of light
wish i may wish i might
have this wish i wish tonight

the more we sang of wonders
the more we drank our wine
suddenly a ghost appeared
the clock sang number nine

we spoke from end of table
his majesty, the chief
- you shall take what you deserve
from comfort and relief

this words combined with manhood
- in alcohole entwined -
made all the saying into jokes
and good eyes into blind

i tried to taste their warfare
- my lips could barely move
when i did as much as i could do
to fit into their groove

but as it proved impossible
to satisfy their needs
i solved my little problem
and accomplished all my deeds

for i spoke so well that evening
i sang so well that night
wish i would
wish i could be swallowed
by your light