Seagoat,
Let me die in your tugboat,
Burn me in your deep waters.
I hate, and that's all that matters

Your jokes, jump in a frenzy,
Around the giving tree,
We turned into a stump

Is "good luck" to wish it exists,
Or to wish that I did not,
Or that it does,
And I am entitled to your superstition

Seagoat,
Tug me in your tugboat,
Burn me in your deep waters,
I love.
I am the shallow martyr.