Flat and silent the ocean lies<br />
Pequod's captured in a lull<br />
No gentle breeze blows in the sails<br />
Heated by a salty carpet from above<br />
The crew's emaciated, survival tough<br />
<br />
Giant billows bear a mighty whiteness<br />
Screams from the lookout: Whale ahead! <br />
I want this whale, I want it dead! <br />
<br />
Hysteria on upper deck<br />
Rabid flames in Ahab's eyes<br />
Hustle and bustle, drag and pull<br />
Panic affects the whaler's moves<br />
<br />
Fire! <br />
<br />
The harpoon slashes the water's surface<br />
Diving into darkness - the prey escapes<br />
<br />
Swallowed by the sea<br />
Starboard lies calm<br />
Portside full of wrath<br />
Possessed by unhuman anger<br />
<br />
The heart brawly pumps the blood<br />
Through the marionette of rage<br />
<br />
Ahab's visage runs red<br />
I want this whale, I want it dead<br />
<br />
A fin erupts from the abyss<br />
Proudly undulates the flesh<br />
Reaches bright horizons Inviolable, manorial<br />
An arrow loosens<br />
... and spirit's away.