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Holy Wood
from Asylum by Delta Luce

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A dark take on the story of Jesus Christ
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Well Zacchaeus he was the tax man, and a wee little man was he
He got real high in the summertime, with the help of a Holy Tree
And when Jesus walked by and saw Zacchaeus high he said I’m coming home with you
And the people standing by, who didn't get high wondered why they didn't get high too
Well Lazerus he was a sick man, and the brother of a friend
Who washed God's feet with her own hair, when she was in his tent
And when he got back to town after three days, ole Lazerous was dead
So he raised him up and then he came out, this is what the priest said

Who is this magician, this son of Man, this man from Galilee
We will sacrifice his body on the Holy Wood, we’ll hang him from a Tree

It was a hot day down in the valley, with many miles ahead
When Jesus saw an old fig tree, and they were all out of broken bread
But there was no fruit there and he was hungry, so this is what he said
Damn you tree since you got nothing to eat, and then the tree was dead
And one way up at the temple, on his favorite day of rest
Jesus walked in and found a den of sin built upon his fathers crest
And so he flew into a rage and till he rattled their cage and the word spread around town
And the holy men fat on the sacrifice, swore to God they’d bring him down

Who is this magician, this son of Man, this man from Galilee
We will sacrifice his body for the Holy Wood, we’ll hang him from a Tree

Holy men are wicked
They eat the sacrifice
The preacher men and the papacy
They are the Antichrists

And one day down by the graveyard, there were men among the swine
Butt ass naked and mad as hell and screaming as he came by
“Why are you here, Son of Man, we still have time to kill”
And as the demons spoke, Jesus said go and they fled into the hill
And when the pigs ran down and the pigs all drowned the shepherds fled for town
And they told the foks of everything they’d seen and the word spread all around
And when the priests had heard the story of the demons and the lord
They prophesied that he would die upon the holy wood.

Who is this magician, this son of Man, this man from Galilee
We will sacrifice his body for the Holy Wood, we‘ll hang him from a Tree

Holy men are wicked
They eat the sacrifice
The preacher men and the papacy
They are the Antichrists
Holy men are wicked
They eat the sacrifice
The preacher men and the papacy
They are the Antichrists