The cunt of Jesus,
infected and dripping pus,
will not save your soul

You can eat that meat,
blood dripping from the corners,
of your smiling mouth.

Your pass to heaven.
Your golden shower ticket.
Your sins forgotten.

Blow torches, vice grips,
pain enhancing stimulants.
Amateur Pilate.

Marilyn Manson
has the corpse of Jesus Christ
in his basement lair.

Torture continues.
His clones made into sex slaves.
Eat the Flesh and Blood.

Your soul still festers.
Your sins piled up, eyeball deep.
You'll never be free.