Asylum Lyrics - Crass

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 that 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 extend of his vision 

His cross, his manhood, violence, guilt, sin 

He would nail my body upon his cross, suicide visionary 

Death reveller, rake, rapist, life fucker, Jesu 

Earthmover, Christus, gravedigger 

You dug the pits of Auschwitz 

The soil of Treblinka is your guilt 

Your sin, master, master of gore, enigma 

You carry the standard of our oppression 

Enola is your gaiety 

The bodies of Hiroshima are your delight 

The nails are your only trinity 

Hold them in your corpsey gracelessness 

The image I have had to suffer 

The cross is the virgin body of womenhood that you defile 

You nail yourself to your own sin 

Lame arse, 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, fuck, love, 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