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 COULDN´T HEAR

HE KEPT THE OCEANS

AND COULD DEFEND HIS KINGDOM ´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

WOULDN´T COME TO AN END



IT´S HARD TO COMPREHEND

WHY THEY KILLED THE WHALE

THEY DIDN´T NEED HIS MEAT

TO SURVIVE THEIR BITTER AGE

THEY DIDN´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 DIDN´T SPEND IN SOLITUDE

HE FEELS THE ILLNESS

HE WON´T SURVIVE

WHEN HE´LL BE DEAD

THE OCEANS WILL DIE......WHY?



´CAUSE HE´S THE LAST WHALE

THE LAST WHALE

THE LAST WHALE

THE LAST OF HIS KIND



IT´S HARD TO COMPREHEND

WHY THEY STILL KILL THE WHALE

WE DON´T NEED HIS MEAT

TO SURVIVE OUR BITTER AGE

WE DON´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 WON´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

HE´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 THEY´VE KILLED THE WHALES

THEY´VE NEVER NEEDED THE MEAT

TO SURVIVE THEIR RUTHLESS AGE

THEY´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 I´VE SEEN ON MY SILVERSCREEN

I FEEL PAIN DEEP WITHIN

HOW CAN MEN BE SO CRUEL

AT LAST WE´RE JUST THE FOOLS

WE DON´T KNOW WHAT WE LOSE



IN OUR DESTROYING GAME WE´VE ALWAYS BEEN PLAYING