(Geth)Semane
Parody of "Remedy" by Seether
Parody Lyrics by Jeff James (the Parodud)
Yet he, Peter defends, guy don't pretend, ooh, yet the crow do screech.
This coq will, yes it crows, denying flows. but God's sure true.
Abide, Lord needs to plea. Come, troubled men, my soul is grieved, stay here.
Of this cup, please hold it back!
CHORUS:
Pray He then won't quite be killed. Let reign His heav'nly will.
In sorrow so racked, ooh, the death of Thee.
Men sleeping, and left the Christ. Betrayers! Let's arise,
And flesh needs help. Cru'l in Gethsemane!
Judas seems a friend, my, he pretends. His heart has hate.
Oh some did quite conspire, parade of scribes and, ooh, that slave's sure wronged.
Not breaking any bone, my Christ atones. We're bought for Heaven.
My! Real vile guards with swords which then did storm (like He does theft there?)
This Jew one, they hope He's trapped.
(repeat chorus twice)
Oh, their eyes closed. Pray, flee sin! Oh, their eyes closed. Pray, flee sin!
Nails go in, He's quite impaled. The Savior ever saves.
Then Lord, He goes back to sweet Heaven. Fiends
Stripped the King and "knelt" by Christ. Thugs beat Him ëere He died.
One tells himself, "Surely He's heavenly!"
Nails go in, He's quite impaled. The Savior ever saves.
Then Lord, He goes back to sweet Heaven. Fiends
Stripped the King and "knelt" by Christ. Thugs beat Him ëere He died.
I'm well, no Hell. Whew, Jesus rescued me!
BTW, if you don't understand the "Paro-Dud" moniker, visit ApologetiX' site and check out the name of Karl Messner's production company; then you'll probably get the play on words.
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