Your shoulder was staind' with his tears of iniquity
As he silently wept a deafening sigh
Cradled in pink, your intention is so lovely
An expression of love that none could despise
Conception, creation and the harvest of love
Your Son is a gift to remind you of vows
But some powerful horse sent your lover above
Now, the pictures you take are the shapes in the clouds
Parrots Bay and the sweetness of pineapple
"This is My blood, sip it and know"
The serpent exists, but he's not a hassle
Angels like you came from above, not below
Your garments of class express true humility
As they say in the book of our disease
All I've seen in your eyes, is a bed of tranquility
And just to know of you will make people happy
Naked and dancing in the warm summer rain
The Prince of Peace is coming to sow...
The purest of seed will be grown without pain
A true leader of men, that all will follow
Holding hands, we spin in the center of nature
Our Shepherd is there disguised in black
The Fathers' protection; we've nothing to fear
We'll laugh at the snake, and then turn our backs
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