There's unease in the Atlantic
Ocean dwelllers gather from the coming war
Cetaceans have the power
But there's a bold new challenge coming from the ocean floor
An army of cephalopods is forming a guard to fight for the sea
But they have a challenge
The whales are amassing a battalion to make them flee
Squid/Whale Battle
Squid/Whale Battle
In a swirl of water
The bull whales circle round in the brine
Then diving to the slaughter
They hurtle through the depths one at a time
With the bull whale leading
The water churned to froth by his presence
But the squid are feeding
lit up with splendid bioluminescence
Squid/Whale Battle
Squid/Whale Battle
Down, down, down hurtles the mighty bull sperm whale,
He will reach depths of over nine thousand five hundred feet on his descent; far deeper than any other mammal could possibly dive.
In order to achieve this incredible feat, he alters the structure of his body.
Having supercharged his blood by flooding it with oxygen in a series of enormous, deep breaths, he changes the very shape of his head to limit water resistance.
The flippers tuck into special recesses on his flanks, folding back neatly like the undercarriage of an aircraft.
Finally the whale shuts down all his organs except his brain and heart;
his lungs collapse and his hinged ribcage, lubricated by mucous, closes around them.
From out of the darkness, there comes a NIGHTMARE; THE GIANT SQUID!
Eight arms, two tentacles and a crushing beak made of chitin… eyes the size of dinner plates!
With a mighty FLASH, it rushes out in a blinding bioluminescent blaze and seizes the bull sperm whale in a slithering flurry of limbs, wrapping its arms around the struggling torso of the mammal.
The whale suppresses the urge to panic when the brutal suckers fasten onto his skin.
Through the searing agony of the cephalopod’s embrace, the whale knows he has but scant seconds to somehow get his jaws around the mantle of the squid,
but, as they drop down together into the shadow of the abyss, his eyes roll back and he feels the life leaving his body as the tentacles SQUEEZE around him…
Now there is nothing but silence. On the surface we can but wait…
…wait, holding our breath, looking to see who will re-emerge alive from these chthonic depths…
THERE!
A SHAPE!
but… is it the whale? Or is it the Squid?
Who will rise to victory?
Ladies and Gentlemen, it is.. THE WHALE!
THAR SHE BLOWS!
and the whales rule the sea
yes, the whales rule the sea (go mammals, go mammals, go mammals)
and the whales rule the sea (go mammals, go mammals, go mammals)
yes the whales rule the sea
credits
from Grated Hits,
released November 30, 2019
(c) 2019 The Real Cheesemakers
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