Oh, Proteus: A Prayer

All is broken
Our ship is sunk in the deep forever
All lost and gone.

Men crowd the boats frail upon the churning seas.

Such a proud vessel lost and gone
In the deep forever
Now the sun is gone and we're lost in the fog -
Directionless Alone.

Oh Proteus – old man of the sea
Oh Proteus – I give my soul to thee.

Oh my mates what are the odds
We shall ever reach our homeland?
What will become of us now?
Oh how I wish I knew
If sun will still shine and will keep us in heat and life
Or if darkness it will freeze us and the open sea – our paradise
Become nightmare hellish Limbo and turn into the bane of our lives.

A desert of torment: an ocean of thirst and madness
Oh we must row – put your weight on the oars
Oh we must pull as if everything depended on it
Let us sing a song while we bend to the task
Let us set the course by the stars
And let us row and save our lives
With our bare hands there is no choice -
No easy way to cheat fate and survive this
We must take charge and find our own way out.