One question has been torturing me

What was the last thought about?

In the head shot, in the head hung

In the head decapitated

In the head suffocated and smashed

What was the last thought about?

My ship goes down, into the deep

I'm all alone, the death is near

I'm drowning in this dark cold water

I'm not afraid, my mind is clear

I see no light, I feel no fear

No voice of suffering

Only dark blue sea

I put coins on my eyes

I lay down, I'm waiting for you to come

Please take me down

I left no letter, no words are needed

No one will know, no one will ever know

My role of derelict was played with pride

The death is here, it is so quite

What was the last thought about?