Wake up to drown
And feast your eyes on the back of the boat
To scrape your soul
From the bottom of the barrel
Now where's your god?
You ask yourself
When you dig that knife from the back of your lung
These tears are real
Now swim! your life depends on it!
First things come first
You save youself and let the sea drag the culprit down
Tsodeistuhr says that your world is corrupt
Your take down is mine!