Stygma Iv Just A Nautic Tale
DEEP WITHIN THE ENDLESS BLUE
I SEE A SILHOUETTE
THE EMINENCE OF THE SEA
HE IS ON HIS TRAIL TO HIS FORSEEN DESTINY TOWARDS THE
ARCTIC SEA
HIS REIGN WAS SILENT
SO MANKIND COULDNÂ'T HEAR
HE KEPT THE OCEANS
AND COULD DEFEND HIS KINGDOM Â'TIL MEN APPEARED THEY
SAILED THE OCEANS
IN GREED FOR LAND
THEY INVENTED WEAPONS
TO HUNT THE WHALE
THE SEA WAS BLEEDING
AND TURNED TO RED
OUR SEARCH FOR PROFIT
WOULDNÂ'T COME TO AN END
ITÂ'S HARD TO COMPREHEND
WHY THEY KILLED THE WHALE
THEY DIDNÂ'T NEED HIS MEAT
TO SURVIVE THEIR BITTER AGE
THEY DIDNÂ'T NEED HIS OIL
TO WARM THEM IN THE COLD
THE EXTINCTION OF THE WHALE
IS JUST A NAUTIC TALE
ON HIS JOURNEY TO HIS CHOSEN FATE
DREAMING OF THE TIME
HE DIDNÂ'T SPEND IN SOLITUDE
HE FEELS THE ILLNESS
HE WONÂ'T SURVIVE
WHEN HEÂ'LL BE DEAD
THE OCEANS WILL DIE......WHY?
Â'CAUSE HEÂ'S THE LAST WHALE
THE LAST WHALE
THE LAST WHALE
THE LAST OF HIS KIND
ITÂ'S HARD TO COMPREHEND
WHY THEY STILL KILL THE WHALE
WE DONÂ'T NEED HIS MEAT
TO SURVIVE OUR BITTER AGE
WE DONÂ'T NEED HIS OIL TO WARM US IN THE COLD
THE EXTINCTION OF THE WHALE
IS JUST A NAUTIC TALE
NOW WHALING SHIPS APPEAR
AND HE WONÂ'T ESCAPE THEM
THE SEA POURING OUT ANGUISH AND FEAR
THE OCEAN WINDS GET STORMY
THEIR DEADLY HARPOON HITS HIS REAR
BUT HE CAN TEAR THE LINE
HEÂ'S DIVING DEEP DOWN THE OCEAN
TO REST IN PEACE
DROWNING
DROWNING
DROWNING
THE SEA IS BLEEDING
AND IT TURNS TO RED
ITS CHAIN REACTION WILL BE OUR END
I CANNOT COMPREHEND
WHY THEYÂ'VE KILLED THE WHALES
THEYÂ'VE NEVER NEEDED THE MEAT
TO SURVIVE THEIR RUTHLESS AGE
THEYÂ'VE NEITHER NEEDED THE OIL
TO WARM THEM IN THE COLD
THE KILLING OF THE WHALE
IS JUST A NAUTIC TALE
AS I REALISE WHAT IÂ'VE SEEN ON MY SILVERSCREEN
I FEEL PAIN DEEP WITHIN
HOW CAN MEN BE SO CRUEL
AT LAST WEÂ'RE JUST THE FOOLS
WE DONÂ'T KNOW WHAT WE LOSE
IN OUR DESTROYING GAME WEÂ'VE ALWAYS BEEN PLAYING