Surely grave has found me;nit has kept a hold of me all this farnMy actions will reveal, only time will tellnThese passions start to slip awaynMemories flash like seconds in a daynnI see the world from the outside (x 2)nnThere is something to saynAbout being desperate, down and lownGiving a chance to see what it all can meannThere is something to saynAbout being desperate, down and lownnUpon my arrival, I either learn to swim or drownnAs I struggle for air I see only waternAnd I reach for anything as I cry for helpnI feel my body growing week slipping away,nIt occurs to me that my cries are worthlessnAcknowledging death, I no longer mourn my own lossnAnd begin to sing praises to the one that has me herenAs I sink to my salty grave I drownnNo hand to reach for, no ear to listennnLet it be a sweet sound, sweet sound… In your earnnI sink to my salty grave I drown;nThere is no hand to pull me back (x2)nnUp to the light I will sing praises; surely we will all dienUp to the light I will sing praises because surely we will all die