Elements of Dysfunction — Black Water Baptism

Moonlight's pennils on a slicker boil.
The bank gives way like a fading coil.
Step too deep, feel the pressure lie.
The bottom's got teeth, and it don't need denial.
Black water baptism, let the rock begin.
Cold mud rising, thick as a sin.
Pale hands pulling from under the skin.
Black water baptism, let it pull you in.
Let it pull you in.
No preacher here, just a hollow chime.
The sludge is patience, it's trading time.
Saw my twin, but it blinked too late.
The deep opened up like a rusted gate.
Black water baptism, let the rock begin.
Cold mud rising, thick as a sin.
Pale hands pulling from under the skin.
Black water baptism, let it pull you in.
Let it pull you in.
Went in one, came out blurred.
The only gospel is the one I heard.
Ain't no sun, I don't want the sky.
The black water knows it don't come back dry.