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Kun ajattelee, mitä kristityt pitävät kaulassaan, on hyvä, ettei jeesusta hirtetty.
 

 
Well-hung to the cross
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He just hangs on the cross
He was nailed to the wood
So everyone can see the loss
without shame, without the hood
 
Lonely man, thinks himself:
"Soon I be loose again"
Every which way tries to turn
bloody ropes are there to burn.
 
Roman soldier cracking up
"heaven yet, whacking off?"
man he knows when time is right
with God almighty stand alight
 
Soldier leaves and he's alone
nailed to the cross, blood and bone
The man, the light, the holy thought
oh why give up and just not fought?
 
Dark prevails and all alone
he just hangs there, tries to moan
suddenly a light shines through
dried mouth makes all but sense
 
An angel land to his cross
waving arms and burning wings
"Come with me, my brave young hot bloke"
"To the land of orgasmic stroke"
 
Angel spoke some more just there
but roman soldiers were everywhere
"Come on , nail-boy, let's leave this place quick"
"You can nail me with your lovejoystick!"
 
So the man left his earthly remains
his spirit still roams the heavens
Everytime you hear a beautiful song
I't just the angels, jesus and his big dong.
 

 
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