The Son of man had a sister

Messianic monkeys wet the font and reason slaughter
Wet T-shirt white robes billow out and turn pink in the water
Whilst the Father sighs and wishes that his seed produced a daughter
Easier to raise and only two nails to support her

For the problem seems to stem from balls and fists that are connected
When you remove the cock the energy can be better directed
The distraction of the first born mind means the art never perfected
Tick the box, a simple cross, base desires been selected

The war against the womb passed down in Solomon’s tradition
Talk of breasts in houses blessed is treated as sedition
A holier than thou boys club with a ban on their admission
Written from the pages, Yeshua’s own spousal omission

A denial of the feminine, the yang denies the yin
Life lived with out balance puts a wobble in the spin
Altar boys tip toeing past the lust of sodom’s whim
If your book is fact not fiction you had better learn to swim

Way too much testosterone, hormonal imbalance in the pews
Balls and robes and homophobes, perpetuating such archaic views
All created equal yet only some for shepherds choose
Without embracing all within its the truth that you abuse