Flying Jesus

You better take a look what’s up there in the sky
A tattooed bearded man showing off up high
His golden wings are blowing, tearing down our homes
One thing for sure, he’s not just skin and bones
You eat his body and you drink his blood
Don’t make him angry, you 'll have nowhere to go
He’s the flying Jesus
He hasn’t come to please us
We must atone to save our souls
The end is near, too much to fear, you’re asking why
The only chance to live is to believe a lie
The final test has come now, enemy or ally?
I know that in the end, both ways you will die
The way of god will never be mine
Apocalypse day, the dude will arrive
Skies opening and Jesus flying
Where will I go?
The end is now
Count your sins