I lived in shame eighty-seven days
I wore the scars of failure
Forsaken but this is my [bad word] Is this the undertow of tragedy?
The question begs an answer
Death obsessed, I drive into the sea
And now I've found the titan that has haunted me
Casting out my brother and my enemy
Bury me under this spiteful sea
Take the life it took away from me
Bury me under this spiteful sea
Carry on, I will return

I'm bleeding out into the swollen waves
My [bad word] to defend this
Victory, for this is my [bad word] Is this the undertow of tragedy?
The question begs an answer
Death obsessed, I drive into the sea
Now I've put down the titan that once haunted me
Dragging out my brother and my enemy
Bury me under this spiteful sea
Take the life it took away from me
Bury me under this spiteful sea
Carry on, I will return

Bury me under the spiteful sea
Take the life it took away from me

Bury me under the spiteful sea
Carry on I will return