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Asylum
by Crass
I am no feeble Christ, not me
He hangs in glib delight upon his cross
Above my body
Christ forgive. FORGIVE?
I vomit for you Jesu
Shit forgive
Down now from your cross
Down now from your papal heights
From the churlish suicide, petulant child
Down from those pious heights
Royal flag bearer, goat, billy
I vomit for you
Forgive? Shit he forgives
He hangs in crucified delight
Nailed to the extent of his vision
His cross, his manhood, violence, guilt, sin
He would nail my body upon his cross
Suicide visionary, death reveller
Rake, rapist, lifefucker, Jesu
Earthmover, Christus, Gravedigger
You dug the pits of Auschwitz
The soil of Treblinka is your guilt
Your sin, Master, master of gore, enigma
Your carry the standard of our oppression
Enola is your gaiety
The bodies of Hiroshima are your delight
The nails are the only trinity
Hold them in your corpsey gracelessness
The image I have had to suffer
The cross is the virgin body of womanhood that your defile
You nail yourself to your own sin
Lamearse Jesus calls me sister
There are no words for my contempt
Every woman is a cross in his filthy theology
In his arrogant delight
He turns his back upon me in his fear
He dare not face me. Fearfucker
Share nothing you christ
Sterile, impotent, fucklove prophet of death
You are the ultimate pornography
In your cuntfear, cockfear, manfear, womanfear, unfair
Warfare, warfare, warfare, warfare, warfare,
Warfare, warfare, warfare
JESUS DIED FOR HIS OWN SINS, NOT MINE
Reality Asylum ( version 2 )
I AM NO FEEBLE CHRIST NOT ME, HE HANGS IN GLIB DELIGHT UPON HIS CROSS
ABOVE MY BODY ,LOWLY ME ,CHRIST FORGIVE,FORGIVE?,HOLY HE,HE HOLY,HE
HOLY,SHIT HE FORGIVES,FORGIVE?,FORGIVE?,FORGIVE?,I?,I?,ME?,I?,I VOMIT
FOR YOU JESU,CHRISTEY CHRISTUS,PUKE UPON YOUR PAPAL
THRONE,WRAPPED YOU ARE IN THE BLOODY SHROUD OF CHURLISH SUICIDE,WRAPPED I AM IN THE
MUDDY CLOUD OF HELLISH GENOCIDE,PETULANT CHILD,I HAVE SUFFERED FOR YOU
WHERE YOU HAVE NEVER KNOWN ME,I TOO MUST DIE,WILL YOU BE SHADOWED IN THE
ARROGANCE OF MY DEATH?,YOUR VALLEY TRUTH,WHAT LIGHTS PASS THOSE PIOUS
HEIGHTS?,WHAT PASSING BELLS FOR THESE IN THEIR TRUCKS?,OR YOU
LORD,YOU ARE THE FLAG-BEARER OF THESE NATIONS,ONE AGAINST THE OTHER THAT DIE
IN
THE MUD,NO PIETY NO DEITY,IS THAT YOUR FORGIVENESS?
SAINT,MARTYR,GOAT,BILLY,FORGIVE?SHIT HE FORGIVES,HE
HANGS UPON HIS CROSS IN SELF-RIGHTEOUS JUDGEMENT
HANGS IN CRUCIFIED DELIGHT,NAILED TO THE EXTENT OF HIS VISION
HIS CROSS,HIS MANHOOD,HIS VIOLENCE,GUILT,SIN,HE WOULD NAIL MY BODY TO HIS CROSS
AS IF I MIGHT HAVE PERFUMED HIS BODY, WASHED THOSE BLOODY FEET
THIS WOMAN THAT HE SEEKS SUICIDE VISIONARY
DEATH REVELLER
RAKE
RAPIST
GRAVEDIGGER
EARTHMOVER
LIFEFUCKER
JESU
YOU SCOOPED THE PITS OF AUSCHWITZ
THE SOIL OF TREBLINKA IS RICH IN YOUR GUILT
THE SORROW OF YOUR TRADITION
YOUR STUPID HUMILITY IS THE CROWN OF THORNS WE ALL MUST WEAR
FOR YOU
HA
MASTER...
MASTER OF GORE
ENIGMA
STIGMA
STIGMATA
ERRATA
ERASER
THE CROSS IS THE MAST OF OUR OPPRESSION
YOU FLY THERE,VAIN,FLAG
YOU CARRY IT
WEAR IT ON YOUR BACK,
LORD
YOUR BACK
ENOLA IS YOUR GAIETY
SUFFER LITTLE CHILDREN(to come unto me)
SUFFER IN THAT HORROR
HIROHORROR
HORROHIRO
HIROSHIMMER
SHIMMERHIRO
HIROSHIMA
HIROSHIMA
THE BODIES ARE YOUR DELIGHT
THE INCANDESCENT FLAME IS THE SPIRIT OF IT
THEY COME TO YOU, JESU
TO YOU
THE NAILS ARE THE ONLY TRINITY
HOLD THEM IN YOUR CORPSEY GRACELESSNESS
THE IMAGE THAT I HAVE HAD TO SUFFER
THESE NAILS AT MY TEMPLE
THE CROSS IS THE VIRGIN BODY OF WOMANHOOD THAT YOU DEFILE
IN YOUR GUILT YOU TURN YOUR BACK
NAILED TO THAT BODY
LAMEARSE JESUS CALLS ME SISTER
THERE ARE NO WORDS FOR MY CONTEMPT
EVERY WOMAN IS A CROSS IN HIS FILTHY THEOLOGY
HE TURNS HIS BACK ON ME IN HIS FEAR
HIS VAIN DELIGHT IS THE PAIN I BEAR
ALONE HE HANGS
HIS CHOICE
HIS CHOICE
ALONE
ALONE
HIS VOICE
HIS VOICE
HE SHARES NOTHING,THIS CHRIST
STERILE
IMPOTENT
FUCKLOVE PROPHET OF DEATH
HE IS THE ULTIMATE PORNOGRAPHY
HE
HE
HEARUS JESUS
YOU SIGH ALONE IN YOUR COCKFEAR
YOU LIE ALONE IN YOUR CUNTFEAR
YOU CRY ALONE IN YOUR WOMANFEAR
YOU DIE ALONE IN YOUR MANFEAR
ALONE JESU, ALONE
IN YOUR COCKFEAR
CUNTFEAR
WOMANFEAR
MANFEAR
ALONE IN YOUR FEAR
ALONE IN YOUR FEAR
YOUR FEAR
YOUR FEAR
WARFARE
WARFARE
JESUS DIED FOR HIS OWN SINS... NOT MINE!
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