He has risen you say
It’s what you advertise
He has risen you say
but I think He has slipped away
To bed He went once more
after He woke to realize only
the world He left is ash and blaze
The world He left
deserves no saint
no all forgiving haze
He rose to realize only
He needs to rest again
because His name
You take in vain
and maim
His children
He has risen you say
yet He needs to rest
because down our throats you keep shoving
His name
while the flesh of your gun
is held to the temples
of our children
so brave they were
to die for your soul
for your sin
He has risen you say
yet He needs to rest
for my body is your temple
it is declared
it is yours for play
it is yours to rule
and regulate
until our children
Die
His name
uttered upon your lips
as you cling to your cold metal
While screaming of your right
To bear your arms
as our arms
are emptied
of our children
He has risen you say
yet He needs to rest
to beg you please
take your bible
take His name
take your bullshit
and pray
You better pray
On your knees
That He will rise
You better pray
that He will forgive your sins
your fucking murdering sins
as your glad-handing hands
congratulate your tax evading voters
on their contribution
to the murder
of our children
He has risen you say
I hate to tell you
Jesus is tired
Jesus went back to bed
It is our turn
To rise
You better pray
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