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