Last Of The Great Whales

My soul has been torn from me, and I am bleeding
My heart, it has been wrecked, and I am crying
All the beauty around me fades, 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 thought on the days gone-by, when we were thousands
But I know that I soon must die the last leviathan

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

And so, since time began, we have been hunted
Through oceans, that were our homes, we have been haunted
From Eskimos, in canoes, to mighty whalers
Still, you ignored our pleas, none came to save us

Oh, now that we all are gone, there is no more hunting
The big fellow is no more, it's no use lamenting
What race will be next in-line, all for the slaughter?
The elephant, or the seal, or your sons and daughters?

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