I’m diving deeper, out of breath;
My ears are pounding, but I’m stubborn.
Why am I reaching for the depths?
What’s wrong with land all of a sudden?

On land I had supplies, a roof.
That’s where I sang and got exhausted.
And there I swam, though it was tough,
But I kept ’self above the surface.

Old passions molt under the moon
In the mundane miasmic matter.
Into the next world I’ll float soon,
The safe return is getting harder.

I’m breathing with my mouth at last,
The void is boiling- I won’t fret this!
I’m sinking, and I’m sinking fast:
In spite of Archimedes thesis!

I’ve lost my bearings, I feel swirled,
But I recall the myths and legends.
I’m to discover a new world
Beneath the coral reef formations.

The coral cities of the deep...
They’re full of fish, but there’s no ruckus.
The underwater life’s asleep,
It’s sapient and full of colors.

Where is that evil liquid gloom
That mothers name to frighten children?
It’s bright, though neither torch nor moon
Illuminates the darkness hidden.

A genius misunderstood,
A splash of brilliance ill reputed,
All hid themselves and saved for good!
All that’s forbidden, prosecuted...

God willing, I will sink as well,
They will not sit there all forgotten.
I’m digging deeper in this well,
It’s harder still to reach the bottom.

The pressures crushes down my spine,
Inside my skull - a graveyard ringing.
I’m being lifted by the brine,
The depth is keeping me from swimming.

I left my polespear on the shore,
I took a stone with me - for penance!
So I could reach the very core,
The greater depth, the utmost essence.

I threw away my knife - why harm?
There are no foes, we all are people,
Here, every man who’s carrying arms
Reminds a wayward carpet beetle.

I’ll match you, underwater brain,
Let’s all forget our rank and status.
We come to live like fish again,
With gills for diving apparatus.

O Neptune, will you answer me?
Please ease the mind of your supporter:
Why have we parted from the sea,
By choosing dry land over water?

I’m seeking answers - I’ll be damned! -
My doubts were drilling, doing damage:
What for did we turn into men?
And why did we develop language?

Why, living freely on four legs,
Did we stand up, our backs are straighten?
The answer - God’s my witness, friends -
The stones and clubs were for the taking.

We strove to learn much on the fly,
While building scaffolds where it pleases,
And to betray, to crucify,
And to harpoon our very species!

I’m calling, yelling "Save our souls!"
As I am going down on purpose.
And if I do not reach my goal,
Escape, my friends, flee from the surface!

Go back - but not to pain and woe,
Not to the path of no returning,
Go back to water, shelter, home,
Back to the womb, the womb eternal!

Accepting me for its own breed,
A starfish tapped me on the shoulder.
I’m spitting out the tube, I’m free!
My lungs are open to the water!

Insert your earplugs one-by-one
And tighten up your line formation.
One took his leave - no harm is done,
But I will come for your salvation!