It was dark
Trembling whirlpools and waves lingered
We climbed for days
We climbed for weeks
We climbed to the highest peaks on the earth
But still, the flood rained down
We built great ships and sailed
Great monsters fought us from below
Just as the water-bearers struck from above
We wandered the waves , whipping
We sailed between the horses
We sailed between the C's
Was this the coming of a new age?
Was this the death of the fish?
What of the light?
What of the sun?
Housed by Aquarian demise,
We fought for each day
How long must we wait?
Can we blame the goat?
Zealaz, where are you?
When will your mountain appear?