The First Supper

Jesus has been crucified
His table is abandoned
We shall have a feast of blood
Apostles will be eaten

Platter covered with remains
A bloody fork of Christian brains
Tear the flesh, eaten off the bone
Rip the skin that God has sewn

First supper we will call it
With many more to come
First supper it is gruesome
More corpses to consume

Death has hit the holy land
All men have been destroyed
To Hell we will return
We'll bask in Satan's bliss

First supper we will call it
More bloody veins with bread
First supper it is gruesome
The carpenter's son is dead