From the bottom of the wide sea
Until the ripples of the waves,
Surrounded and lost in blue infinite,
From dawn to night, from land to
Heaven we stand.
Pangs, illusions, loneliness,
Musings, wild emotions bounded by fear
Interlaced above the ocean wind,
And from their fusion is created
A strong yet delicate atmosphere
In which we'll walk,
Until the Moon comes down
And polishes a golden surface
Where Evil shall meet Love
To dance, in Time, the steps of immortality.
Then, when the night pours dark ink
Over this place of ours,
The ocean will torn open in suicide,
Long algae and octopi shall stretch
And lovingly drown us.