A rock is tossed along at sea,
Crashing among the waves,
But it does not cease to be a rock,
Wicked waves that wish to do you harm,
Who's essence is cracked and mar,
By always bringing harm,
Do not sink, but stay afloat,
Do not delve into the deepness of the wicked,
That is barren and dark,
And bring no justice,
With a foreign tongue of Fire,
That spite it's fellows,
But there is justice among the sea
calmer oceans, that glitter light,
and sway a gentle vessel across a mirror,
No, stay true like the rock,
Ride the ocean blue and prove it wrong,
It's indifferent crests and troughs,
That will wish to bring you harm,
But you will soon float away to calmer seas,
Rocks can float, so prove them wrong.
