He baptized me with his tongue
Dripping commands and critiques
Like a holy fucking blessing
To purify some archaic filth perceived
Graciously, I covered him in bordeaux kisses
Luxury to a poor boy, thirsty for reward
Concealed this body in layers of cool, crisp linen
Exposure - the only expense I could afford
He’s jealous by nature, jealous of this natural ease
Flirting with oblivion, pink hiding beneath
Guilty of existing - guilty of breathing
Bathing in the salty water of 10,000 seas
I wanted an angel to cure me…
But he brought only doubt, destruction, disease
Sermoning on future and forever
Praying for deliverance from the river that’s drowning me
Chanting - “Please. Please. Deliver me.”