I am the shipwreck with its scattered and soaked wood
Littering the ocean like a nest of roaches
The water smothers me patiently
And it waits to feel my body on the ocean floor

I am the captain
I stand alone with my ship
Never leaving its side
For tonight I sleep in a shark's stomach

The tears and rain both hit my face
As I lay on the deck and wait to drown
I am the thunder, and I am the storm
Hear me roar as I deafen all

I conduct my orchestra as loud as possible
And conclude with a violent smash
I am washing the splinters from within my heart
And I scream as it pumps
Let my lungs fill with water as the broken bathtub leaks