The Cold, The Sea

I felt the cold Gray scatters itself over everything My hands exposed My fingers start to curl up And reveal bone It's the last thing You filthy creatures have Come home We'll make you a plate and dig you up A thousand years from now I felt the sea Its salty breath extends to me I saw the waves Then promptly let the water consume my feet I saw three rocks in the distance And a figure standing at the base I stopped and stared And couldn't bring myself to look away I felt the cold I felt the cold I felt the cold I felt the cold I felt the cold