Reverend Bizarre The Wandering Jew
He was dragging the cross to the Place of Skulls,
through a crowd that mocked him with all different ways.
Under the heavy burden he cried for help.
He looked at my eyes. I spat on his face.
He was said to be the saviour, the Son of God.
Somehow he failed to save even his own ass.
Or was it just a question of being a martyr
- an example of justness for the lower class.
I said, "Keep on moving" as he tried to rest.
He said, "You keep moving too, until I return."
With these words he cursed me, this Nazarene.
And now I am just waiting for this world to burn!
Forever I wander, forever alone.
Until the Judgment Day I must walk here,
on this piece of shit you call earth.
But I don't f..cking care, because the end is near. Ha!
Oh yeah! Jesus cast the spell.
No sign of grace of God; he condemned me to this Hell.
Until the end of the world I have to walk alone.
Dear Lord, I'm asking from you, did you cast the first
stone?
Praise Jesus, and his forgiveness!
