The Last Fantasy Of Christ Lyrics - Vehemence

His head drops gently upon simple rolled cloth 

His meek conditions depress 

Reflecting upon the days events 

How much time he's lost 

Healing the sick, Raising the dead, Being a savior 

His words create belief 

Through a vast wasteland to spread belief 

"when will they understand?" 

From city to city to spread God's word 

A man can live only so long.... 

He sighs drifting off into sleep 

So many to touch deeply, 

In his mind he is right....chosen one! 

YOU FUCKING LIAR!!! 

His dream foretells of his kingdom-die! 

His picture on walls of bedrooms-almighty Christ! 

He will be martyred in their eyes-he smiles! 

People will die forever in-his name! 

"Even if you did exist, you'll never know what happened to us, 

you died before it even began..." 

But next he sees what will send him into sadness 

Depressed, angered, insane....this young girl with a lust 

for his blood and his cock, gazing sexually at him 

He knows his point is lost on whores and on the rest 

No need for him to live, maybe death would even help....