I was dragged around
and pummeled down
and pushed into the water.
I was vilified
and mortalized.
This is baptism
for holy daughter.
Through my smoke-filled eyes
I recognized
your smile amongst the jeering.
Then I knew I’d drown,
I’d be swallowed down.
Cos my love,
you were standing there cheering.
All I thought I knew got
washed right through
and naked I was left there shaking.
All the twisted stares
and knifing snares,
they cut me up into tokens for taking.
As you circled down
your malicious crowd,
drew my blood into the water.
I would melt alone
I had lost my throne.
Is this baptism for holy daughter?
Not in such murkey
Not in such murkey
Not in such murkey water.
Not in such murkey
Not in such murkey
Not in such murkey water.