I'm always losing, something holy
Pacific ocean, endlessly rolling

And I will wade through the water
Into fire
And feel the weight, pulling under
Into fire

I feel the tempest
I hear that thunder
Oh, holy water.
My soul's on fire

And I will wade through the water
Into fire
And feel the weight, pulling under
Into fire

And I will wade through the water
Into fire
And feel the weight, pulling under
Into fire