BLACK WATER REDEMPTION

Let it pull you in.
No preacher here,
Just a hollow chime; the sludge is patience,
It's trading time.
I saw my twin,
But it blinked too late; the deep opened up like a rusted gate.
Black water baptism, let the rot 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.
When it won,