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The Last Leviathan

Andy Barnes, 1983
(c) 1986 Friendly Overtures

My soul has been torn from me and I am bleeding
My heart it has been rent and I am crying
For the beauty around me pales, and I am screaming
I am the last of the great whales and I am dying

Last night I heard the cry of my last companion
The roar of the harpoon gun and then I was alone
I reflected on days gone by when we were thousands
For I know I soon must die, the last leviathan

This morning the sun did rise crimson in the north sky
The ice was the colour of of blood and the winds they did sigh
I rose to take a breath it was my last one
From a gun came the roar of death and now I am done

Oh now that we’re no more there's no more hunting
The big fellow is now gone. There's no use lamenting
What race is next in line, all for the slaughter?
The elephant or the seal? Or your sons and daughters?

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