Where is the Spirit found beneath the wreck of ships tossed far into the storms of sea.
Buries deep under the sands of deserts forever kept secret forever hidden.
Is He asleep on the highest peak waiting in the clouds for someone to discover Him.
I have searched all my life to find this passion that eludes me to embrace the soul of the world
But He seems to disappear whenever I have seen His shadow
Or felt His hot breath on my face
To the ends of the world I have travelled
Risking all to bring home this fabled Creature in a box for all to see.
