Waves overtaking
As the tides slowly rise
Labored, shallow breathing
The undertows cold, dark grip
Becoming overwhelmed
Fading, faltering strength
Submersion, suffocation
The undertows cold, dark grip
No air, last breaths
Song for the reaper
Vision darkens
The undertows cold, dark grip
Dissipating into the darkness
The monsters of the deep
God please save me
From the undertows cold, dark grip
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