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
