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 fucking heart.
Loathing and panic as you die in the dark.
You want to die, but you don't want to feel it.
Don't fucking cry.
I don't want to hear it.
We will drag you down below.
I will drag you down below.