I came out of the tortuous valley, I came back alive
They dreamed I was dead, but their nightmare had arrived!
In a manger, the inn keeper nodded helplessly at the side
Who exactly valiantly died and who saved his own hide?
Don’t implore of me not to bare and dare!
The Church’s steeples live to tell the lie they share!
Is your messiah, they say, is beyond compare?
Joseph lost out crying: This is a lie! Don’t you dare!
But the liar Saint Paul and his cronies – Mathew, Mark, Luke and John
saying in the aftermath the false messiah will be reborn!
James didn’t call them out, he simply was outworn
He didn’t care to be baptised, unlike Jesus who looked for affirmative anointing from John!
Mother Mary did you see Godly James was made pawn?
Mary Magdalene, was she surreptitious to side with the con?
Sarah, the ignored beautiful one, she swore: Someday, truth will dawn!
Yes, the Phoenix rises again, for every flung stone
Yes, the Church’s deceiving bells toll, through every Christian hall
And was it the loser who heeded duty’s humongous call
Bring them bread and wine and fish for ye swines
Too many good heads roll, as evil holds rapine
God can have oblivion, one more time again
For Pisces had him slain; God fights to save you all, but He, Himself, dies in vain!
