Diving in my ocean in a time of seaquake facing to never again be as it was before prisioner of nature in fury prisioner of the routes of the past lost in mirros of waters of a storm on the high seas disturbed by memories that take me outside crew tells me... how to escape of the seaquake ? look! you can walk on the waters and arrive at a safe wharf look! you can face that sea and arrive safe by the morning cramps in my legs and a fish spine in my throat (and I'm) tied in a child's chair and there is nobody here (to help me) (now) cramps in my body and an ice cube in my sou I'm a prisioner again (are you here?) inside this seaquake (dad you can help me, I know)