
Deep in the blue of the nightI stare at this suspended worldBetween two worldsI listen to the slightest soundThe slightest dropWhen glass prisonsCarry away our brothersHelpless and nakedUp aboveToward the unknown skyI add my tearsTo the large salt bathUp above, in the dry airI hear silent agoniesI imagine strange ritualsI feel deaf machinesHuge and fragileWeighed down with new threatsI breath, I breath in vainThe waves come in seriesThey strike outCrack wallsScatter their insidesAnd even hell burns up underwater

And yet,And yet everything continues unabatedConcrete overtakes the waterFumes drown out the sunCrowds gather along the shoresSpread out and brimming with miragesSlowlySteel citadels swim over our headsSlowlyLike ticking time bombsbetween two floods,The fog is my shelterI disappear into its foldsThe world is reborn in soft wavesAs the sky and sea merge

Here they settle in the heart of our livesWith their floating factoriesThey pierce deep into the nightTo inject their explosion drugsTrying too hard to conquer the moonGhosts are deaf to our criesBut the fire rises up to their throatsBurning their insatiable palacesDarkening sky and spaceThe ash flies and sinksOur depths turn into dead dunesand lagoons become common gravesEverywhereEverywhere he must flee,He must escape the sticky sludgePoisons and cagesEven avoiding the tidesWhere all of the sewer surges backLost in their elementOur bodies are washed up in massesBurnt by the setting sunThe sea sinksAnd the depths freeze overThe depths roar in angerThe wind moans and writhesSalt clings and eats awayYet the creature is still at the helmSet in the wrong directionStraight to the edge of the worldEyes too often closedAnd the pack gets reducedTo sail further onPerhaps to float with the stars?Or to be reborn in other waters?I then dive once againAway from machine and fuel vaporsAt the bottom of a vast oceanThere is still spaceFor the birth of other currents
