La vie sous la mer

I. Confinement

This is the final hour.
Soon they will come to take my life.
Justice is bought and sold to these liars.
There's no way I'm dying,
No way in Hell. I'm still standing.

I'm waiting for my chance so patiently.

He looks away.
I slip the chains.
Struggle begins,
and then it ends.

I am free.


II. Escape

They took away my home.
And from the court,
not a single teardrop flows.

Though I look for my wife,
there's just a fresh dug grave.

Her heart couldn't take it.
So I run.

But there's only so far I'm willing ….
Something seems to be calling
to me from the woods.
A hideout
from the men who are chasing me?

There in the woods,
Le Maître,
he offers me a prize:
something that could set
the scales of justice right.


III. Master of the Forest

Le Maître de la Fôret offers the fugitive a deal:
a chance at a new life, but first the risk of death.
He shows the man what he calls a “wolf skin.”

Now, this man has seen wolves before, and has seen
wolf skins before. Something seems different about
this one. He has the feeling it is still—somehow—alive,
and possibly even watching him.

If the man wears the skin, one of two things will
happen. Should they match, he will gain the form and
power of a Great Wolf. He will become a “master of
the forest” himself. On the other hand, if they do
not match, the first change may kill him . . . or worse.

His chances are not good. Every year, fewer and fewer
humans are born who can survive the change.

Listening to this, the man realizes: if he takes the
skin, he is damned. He has heard the stories and
legends. Then, he remembers the fresh dirt of his
wife's grave.

He takes the skin.


IV. Contemplation

Holding it in my hands
—feeling is so safe and warm.

I don't believe that this
could end up killing me
so I slip in my arm.

The journey, it begins.


V. Duality

The skin burns as he puts it on. For a moment, he feels
as if he's being torn to pieces. Then, there is a moment
of calm, and he hears the voice of the skin. (Only the
human side of the conversation is reproduced here.
The skin's parts—played by the organ—are indicated by
“. . .”)


. . .
I'm afraid I know how this will end.
Judgement day will find me descending below.
. . .
You say that, but I still fear you.
Maybe I fear what I will become.
. . .
We have miles to go.
Shall we start it?
When they took over my land,
I could have—
forgiven what they did.
But when this shattered her precious heart …

The man inside died.
And rose up from the grave
as a vengeful spirit
of hatred.
and capable of only
carry --- -ing ---
RAGE!!!


VI. Unification

(Two voices. One being.)

The Children of the Night
Running in the night is oh, so sweet.
The Children of the Night
With these new eyes, all the things I can see.
The Children of the Night
They can try to run.
The Music that they Make . . .
But I'll track them down.
The fun begins.
Not a place they can hide.
The hunt, the hunt. The blood flows . . .
Waiting in the darkness.
and flows . . .
Stillness in the moonlight.
and flows . . .
By their smell I find them.

This
is
my
new
life!


VII. Rage

Thought comes to an end; only a beast remains.
The carnage continues. In the end, the Great Wolf
finishes his final human “obligations” and vanishes
into the deep forest, his once-human mind no longer
capable of anything beyond the animal.