For f*** sake
They nailed him to a fxxxing cross
To fxxxing die in pain and blood
Starved and thirsty dirt and piss
So we can live a life of bliss
For the peace of man
To stop the wars
The message is
Love they neighbour
Respect for life
To stop all strife
2000 years down line
We still commit the fxxxing crime
Incapable of love
The devil wins
He Laps up greedi...
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