Lungs Lyrics

Hands soiled with ash

I drift toward the roiling ocean

Whether my legs take me

Or some unknown instinct

I prepare to drink

To swallow the foaming filth

I let my lungs fill

To rid me of these cunts and slugs

The ocean holds me tenderly

No thought given to struggle

Accept my fate without a fight

Azure sky turns to grey

Hand dig into sand

On my knees I watch the brine

Ready to take me

Hungry for my breath

My gods hold me buoyant

I dip and flow with the tide

Finally released, finally free

Finally me. Finally me.