Long before man knew how to swim.
When I was but mystique being.
Feared and revered.
Worship and loved the ocean I roam.
Still here after man learned to swim.
They respect me still.
Seeking my blessings.
Praying for my protection.
In this domain I own.
Still be here long after man has gone.
His sons my own.
For the fear of the deep.
Is only known to their mortal soul.