I come from the water.
I will drag you down below.

I can make sure you don't see tomorrow.
We live the low.
We are below.

I don't believe in you.
Your pain is slow.
Deep down below.

Follow the buzzards.
What have I done?
Follow the buzzards.

So much blood.
In the cold grip of a hole in the floor.
You are forsaken.

Forever scorned.
There are no feelings in my black $#&@ing heart.
Loathing and panic as you die in the dark.

You want to die, but you don't want to feel it.
Don't $#&@ing cry.
I don't want to hear it.

We will drag you down below.
I will drag you down below.