Underneath the water flows through a labyrinth
A feeling of drowning, like slow suffocation
Dark and murky, a rotten stench

Face down in the water with a flooded lung
Matted hair and bloated flesh,
It's better than being above where the people taunt

Every night it's the same, He's got to get away
Escape from the torment, escape from the lights
Find solitude in the damp and dark

There's nothing to fear down here,
Just a shallow pool, waiting
A figure lying in the darkness, With a flooded lung