Crass Reality Asylum Lyrics:
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?/for 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/fo
rgive?/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/eart
hmover/lifefucker/jesu/you
scooped
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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/eras
er/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/hiroshimm
er/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/hisvoice/he shares nothing,
this
christ/sterile/impotent/fucklove prophet of death/he is the
ultimate
pornography/he/he/hearus jesus/you sigh alone in you
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/a
lone in your fear/alone in
your
fear/your fear/your fear/warfare/warfare/
jesus died for his own sins, not mine.
Lyrics: Reality Asylum, Crass [end]