My mind is buried at the bottom of the sea    My voice is eaten by the crabs    You broke me when you broke the surface    Last, but not hte last    I am at the end of the depths    Wrecked and lost       You call me from the trees    But I fly above the bats and the birds    If I am a number    Or if I am a word    The mice that crawl on me    Know this word    The mice that crawl on me    Know this word    I am the last       You broke me, bu I live    Without end, under stones and crosses    You count your losses, your wounds mend    But I am the end of Oak and Yew    Of God and Death and you    I am the last       Before the surface broke, under the depths    Before the strokes of the lash    And the march to the crosses    Before you named me    Before you brake me    Before the first word and after the last    At the bottom of the sea    The crabs crowl on me    The mice crowl on me    They eat my voice    Take all I have to give    Before you    Before all    I live       Mary, it's time to pray, Mary       (first verse)       MARY! THE LAST! MARY!