Stomias Boa

50° S 100° W A remote point in the ocean An amazing sound emerged from there A well-being grows through my veins and chest Adrift in this home, out of despair Intoxicated by freedom, I think I think I know what's happening to me I'm gonna stay 'cause I cannot, cannot resist To nitrogene narcosis Collapse has just begun I cannot hear it Pressure's too loud Pressure's too loud I finally meet the scaly dragonfish The symbol of my fall as much as my resurrection It sounds like liberty Full ahead through this great mystical space I can tell that my travels are self-contemplation I reached my goal It shows the way It shows the way Of self-denial and blissful feeling