A Watery Internment by Temple of Void Lyrics

You sink slowly
As murk dissolves the luminance
As pressure builds
As flails reduce to flutter
Lungs fill with fluid
As breath stifles
As panic nictates into stillness
With each weakening, dying heartbeat, you grow closer to death
What ideas enter a dying man’s consciousness in those last moments of actuality?
When survival is futile, do you think of regret?
Do you beg for forgiveness to a god above?
An uncaring deity who let you suffer this fate?
Deeper
You’ve lost sense of direction
Do you struggle to hang on to those last few moments of animation? Where minutes dissect into seconds
Then seconds fraction themselves away into closing flickers of existence
The hourglass reduces to the falling of each individual grain, and the world around you is slowly engulfed in darkness... while you expire at the speed of thought