Harpoons flew over my head Steam boats sped up ahead Nets and rotors left me stunned The hunt had begun.

For miles we swam breathless the men followed us nonetheless Blades and ropes plunged from a boat Blood of my kin lay afloat.

The hunter becomes the hunted And you call me A killer?

Forged machine parts and cog wheels dancing in harmony, cogwhales is a gentle reminder to the times to come when these magnificent beings might no longer walk the earth. Music: Chopin-Waltz in A Minor, covered and mixed by Allwin Williams