Besedila: Six Feet Under. Alive And Dead. Drowning.

Pulled down to the depths
I feel that I am going under
Swept away I struggle now
Gasping for my last breath
Choking me, I cannot breathe
Liquid vision, all I see

Drifting, no sign of life
Floating dead, the tied carries me
Fluid fills my lungs
As my eye's open wide

I can't reach the surface
No sense of true direction
My body turns violently
Cramping limbs, too weak to swim

Drifting, no sign of life
Floating dead, the tide carries me
Drowning, too weak to swim
Floating dead, the tide carries me away

Submerged in this grave
My body set a drift
Skin is white and cold
Sinking to the depths
In this liquid terror
Dead and motionless

Drifting, no sign of life
Floating dead, the tide carries me
Drowning, too weak to swim
Floating dead, the tide carries me

Crushed by rocks and current
I float up to the surface
My body washed ashore
Swollen from exposure
Black and blue lifeless dead
Suffocation in liquid

Drifting, no sign of life
Floating dead, the tide carries me
Drowning too weak to swim
Floating dead, the tide carries me away