Holy Daughter

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 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 murky

Not in such murky

Not in such murky water

- Leonie Casanova - Holy Daughter - I can't Think Straight -