''In depths unseen, where shadows play,
A sub descends, come what may.
Noisy cables, a tangled thread,
Mapping secrets, long since dead.
A symphony of clicks and hums,
Through ocean’s dark, the vessel comes.
Each ping, a pulse, a whispered plea,
In the submarine noisy decree.
The map unfolds, a cryptic guide,
To sunken dreams, where truths reside.
A quest for echoes, faint and far,
In the submarine noisy cable scar.''