Burial by Edna St. Vincent Millay Lyrics

Mine is a body that should die at sea!
         And have for a grave, instead of a grave
Six feet deep and the length of me,
         All the water that is under the wave!

And terrible fishes to seize my flesh,
         Such as a living man might fear,
And eat me while I am firm and fresh,—
         Not wait till I've been dead for a year!