Devotion calls no names   when we   define ourselves.   And upon our   times end   we'll sing from our   souls   and be unspoken no   more.      This sinking ship   brings   no color into view.   The sky   stretches wide through the   veil   but I won't pass this   time.      State your love and   regrets.    Make your peace.   This   sea is vast but we're infinite   so   close your eyes now   we're   drowning here tonight.      As I   drift downward    my world grows   lucid and calm.   With my arms   spread   and my breath still   my   lungs rust now   but I'm   awake.      Is this my   destiny?   This withered world I'm   in?      This is my destiny.   My   faults follow me down.   My grace   is the sea.