Salty Grave

Surely death has found me, It has kept a hold of me all this far

My actions will reveal, only time will tell

These passions start to slip away

Memories flash like seconds in a day

I see the world from the outside

There is something to say about being desperate, down and love

Giving a chance to see what it all can mean

There is something to say about being desperate, down and low

Upon my arrival, I either learn to swim or drown

As I struggle for air I see only water

And I reach for anything as I cry for help

I feel my body growing weak

Slipping away, It occurs to me that my cries are worthless

Acknowledging death

I no longer mourn my own loss

And begin to sing praises to the one that has me here

As I sink to my salty grave I drown

No hand to reach for, no ear to listen

Let it be a sweet, sweet sound... It your ear

I sink to my salty grave

Up to the light I will sing praises, surely we will all die

Up to the light I will sing praises because surely we will all die