The Bends Lyrics

To the depths you go
out of air, you can't breathe
lungs are embolized
Now your life is mine

Bleeding from the inside, projectile vomit of blood
gargle on your guts
(Gargle)
creatures of the deep, I call upon your masses

There's a tragedy coming
you never expected this to happen
as you look to your meter, your answer is clear
Your cans of breath have zeroed out

Life is good as you're floating with all the fish and dolphins
you did not see your ending but the end is nearing
and the time for your agony is now

suffering in a salty prison
too deep to escape
the critters of the deep are indifferent
ingest the goo that once was you

nitrogen blood flow to the aorta
heart skips a beat 'til you cease to be