You are of the ocean made
Black depth and mystery
Flowing, to and froing
Between the wilderness and me
The wilderness and me

I stand as does the rock exposed
Shaped by bitterness and pride
And you will break yourself against me
When the two of us collide
When the two of us collide

Aeons may I endure you
As with wind you whip the stone
Eroding, ever goading
As you strip the flesh from bone
As you strip the flesh from bone

And stoic though I stay your spray
Is scattered far and wide
And in time reforms and born of storms
That returns with the tide
That returns with the tide

Now I idolise Poseidon
I put myself upon his trident
And when he cries I'll be beside him
Together are we bound
To search 'til you are found