Fed to Death

There was a man from Allentown who fed his son to death.
He calmly watched him gorge himself until his final breath.
And there he stood, surprised and shocked above his tiny frame.
He said, "I bear no blame for this. I only share his name!"

There was a man from Nazareth
The fools at war pervert.
They forged an image of his flesh for brand-on mugs and t-shirts.
They say one day he'll spring to life to smile and clear your name.
So nail yourself up on the cross and hang your head in shame forever.
This is forever.