[originally by Chaos 88]
Take his cross off his neck
Lunge it down into his throat
Watch him choke, gasp for
air,
He has spoken his last prayer
Holy bible full of s**t like your pants
Holy Water
Watch me spit in your
face
Christmas day he was born
Easter day ripped and torn
Carried a cross upon his back
Crown of thorns about his
neck
Holy bible full of s**t like your pants
Holy Water
Watch me spit in your face
Listen to me Jesus Christ
From
what I've read I'm glad you're dead
I wanna meet you, I wanna teach you
I wanna beat you like the Jew that you are!
Holy
bible full of s**t like your pants
Holy Water
Watch me spit in your face
