I have no celebration on my Christmas list
The festivities can’t happen if treachery persists
A year will have passed but the weather will still last
In the humid heat, I won’t raise my festooned masts!
By virtue of the selfless, even God lies for truth
You see, they sabotage him, so he must display the wrong foot!
It is all nailed to the sky, you must all comply
All along, you all abetted the lie, and God patiently never asked why
God is not Christian; he doesn’t attend mass
Should you all think, the best part of your year is Christmas
There can’t be a nativity of peace when treachery is appeased
Not when the evil hijacker takes illegitimately, like a disease
I didn’t sell my soul to the Romans; Pisces was Prakash Saint Paul’s omen
James the Just was never wrong; it was treachery that stoned him
I don’t encourage that evil that doesn’t want to foot the bill (suffer for his crimes)!
Stealing identities, conniving sodomies eternally; he ought to be tortured and killed!