Leviathan

I see the shadow writhing deep

Beneath an angry sea

Endlessly hungry

Endlessly thirsting

Endlessly hunting

Endlessly searching

For the chance to sink it's fangs in

To bury all its pain

But the funeral march was ruined

Standing in the rain

We carry caskets on our backs

Photocopied coffins

Paper boats and drifting lanterns

Tears goodbye are washed away

Standing in the rain

I'm gonna bloom if I want to

I'm gonna light the funeral pyre

I'll try to hold my fire in my hands

And use the glow to light my way

The shadow bares it's teeth

It hisses at the flame

Lost in its agony

Lost in its suffering

Desperate to sink it's fangs in

To bury all its pain

But I'm not a funeral flower

I'm gonna bloom if I want to

We carry caskets on our backs

Tears goodbye are washed away

Standing in the rain