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 d**h 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!