From the Would you rape the ass of Christ? department:
There he is before you, the carpenter, the charade, the charlatan Jesus Christ. The man who rallied the lemming herd around the idea of equality before God and created the modern time. He who fought the kings, and in their place, gave us this mob of selfish brats.
Would you rape the ass of Christ, bending him over in rectal subjugation, defiling all that is holy and replacing it with the rancid seed of hatred?
He stretches before you, a dusky Semitic carpenter with soft eyes and well-defined pecs. Around his tight anus you seem a small bouffant ring of fine hairs, willowy bending in the breeze and tempting you. You can desecrate this ass and blast your genetic fingerprint deep into the colon of the divine. You can shatter the symmetry of heaven, or at least its earthly ring, with your penetration of scorn.
This ass of Christ can be raped, ripped and torn, and in sodomy you can refute the principle of God that somewhere, there is a perfect world where one effect has one cause, every time. That pure world can be inverted and sullied with your act of sodomy against the ass of Christ.
Pontius Pilate nods and shrugs, knowing how well sodomitic retribution is loved in these parts. The crowd chants before you:
Rape the ass,
Rape the ass,
Rape the ass of Christ
Will you do it? Are you the avenger of common sense, the restorer of kings, the refuter of the Crowd, and the violent vengeance sodomizer of Jesus Christ? He groans slightly, as if inviting your probing cudgel of moral rectitude. This whore wants to be savaged. Will you now finally rape the ass of Christ, destroying Heaven as he's sodomized? Will you show the passive prophet that peace-loving submission has its price? In an instant you can right the wrongs of two millennia, if you will summon your hatred and rape the ass of Christ.
Are you the vengeance? Are you the one who will make heaven burn as the pink ring of Jesus bleeds? Bonus points if you catch when he's a dusky baby prophet, and not yet a husky prophet carpenter and accomplished liar. Desecrate the holy anus, smash the ring of purity, show the world you don't acept the lie of peace and equality, and rape that ass of Christ!
His saintly robes removed
Pushed face down upon the floor
Legs kicked apart, hare-ass in the air
A fistful of hair yanks his head back
He supposedly pardons us for every sin
But can Jesus forgive those who desecrated his body?
Incarcerated inside a Roman prison
Jesus would soon find His feminine side
They parted his buttocks like the Red Sea
Carrying His cross as blood ran down his leg
The bitter taste of asthetic discharges upon the palate
Imprisoned disciples witnessed the irreverent crime
But the bible will never acknowledge the debauchery
In lock-up he was unable to spread the holy word
Because irreligious penis' clogged His immaculate windpipe
The guards laughed at the Messiah's screams
No angels came to bring Jesus deliverance
A handful of inmates would make the Nazarene their bitch
Sexually frocing Him to open His holiest orifices
Never tell the truth of the Lord's molestation
The anointed deep throating, anally plundered, and crucified
Did His wounds really heal?
Carrying His cross as blood ran down His leg
The bitter taste of asthetic discharge upon the palate
Imprisoned disciples witnessed the irreverent crime
But the bible will never acknowledge the debauchery
In lock-up he was unable to spread the holy word
Because irreligious penis' clogged His immaculate windpipe
The guards laughed at the Messiah's screams
No angels came to bering Jesus deliverance
He was raped
He was raped
He was raped
The reaming of the Redeemer
He was raped
He was raped
He was raped
The penetration of God's Son
He was raped
He was raped
He was raped
The violation of the Savior
He was raped
He was raped
He was raped
Christ sodomized for our sins
He supposedly pardons us for every sin
But can Jesus forgive those who desecrated His body?
The most heinous offenses to ever disgrace the Lord
His pain and humiliation echoed through heaven
As hymns of gospel sing of his greatness