[Verse]
The worthless, uncertain
The water, is rising
I'm choking, help me
I don't know how much more I can take
Oh, what a beautiful night it is, the wind is howling at my skin
Inching me closer to my window, and I'm not scared at all
A walking corpse, cleanse my soul
Rid me of all my impurities
Or let me rot, six feet deep
Either way's fine with me