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