Baptised as an infant
Not knowing what it meant
Baptised as an infant
No choice in that
We are just children
We can't dry our heads
We are just children
We can't dry our heads
Apostatical now
But can't take back
Baptism of an infant
They don't allow that
They marched us through the schools
And we sang en masse
But we are just children
We can't dry our heads
We all run around with ash on our heads