I Am The Antipope

Zlad!

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    The conclave entered into the room
    Inside of it they sat, these cardinals of doom
    Their votes was unanimous
    The horror instantaneous
    Observe! Smoke from chimney, not white but red!
    They say it was the day that God bled.
    Nuns weeped, holy men cursed
    As they looked up onto the balcony and saw
    Beelzebub the First!

    I am the Anti-Pope
    I am the Anti-Pope
    Like a lion kills an antelope
    Like a hammer hits a cantaloupe
    I am the Anti-Pope

    Two thousand years ago
    Jesus said to his travelling show
    "No need for push. Do need for jostle
    Peter, you is my number one apostle
    Your name is mean rock, on you I build church
    No longer for successor I have need for to search"
    But by Judas this words was overheard
    And with mighty Satan he soon conferred
    "Oh, Prince of darkness, be not in hesitation
    The head of God's Church needs decapitation!"

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    I am the Anti-Pope
    I am the Anti-Pope
    Like a lion kills an antelope
    Like a hammer hits a cantaloupe
    I am the Anti-Pope

    "Hey, Grim Reaper, lend me your sickle
    This world needs some culling, blood needs to trickle!"
    Prepare for the end, the Apocalypse approaches
    It's feast time for maggots, worms and cockroaches
    But here comes White Horseman, Defender of God
    Exposing to everyone his powerful rod!
    "I alone will fight for Jesus Christ
    With sword so sharp I can make cheeses sliced"
    He laughs to the Devil, he takes aim at Death
    And he strikes down the enemy who takes one last breath
    But too early the victor makes his victory roar
    He may win this battle, but he not win the war
    For, yes, Beelzebub the First is set fire to then crucifixed
    But next Anti-Pope is Zladko the 666th

    Yes, I am the Anti-Pope
    Like a lion kills an antelope
    Like a hammer hits a cantaloupe
    Like a neck in a hanging rope
    Like a germ in a microscope
    Like a witch reads a horoscope
    Like a cutter stabs an envelope
    I am the Anti-Pope
    There is no longer hope
    Long live Molvania!

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