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Always strike while the iron is hot.
Hey Angra, I’ll sell ya a good fable
The one about that Jesus Christ,
Who had a wife but such was life
The world didn’t want him spliced.
He managed to keep it secret
From all who followed him,
I tell ya big Beelzebub
You should put it in a hymn!
It will sell in millions
So don’t you act a clown
Pay up now my friend
My mouth aint covered brown.
And,
If you really want,
To go down that mystery road,
We could mix in lots of things
Come up with a kinda code.
The public love the truth
They don’t want no lies,
We could make a killing
The limit is your skies.
Now Iblis had a thought,
Mmm…
The times they just aint right,
I shall bide my time
For the futures always bright.
Iscariot was pissed off
It really made him frown,
But patience is no virtue
He was made to Hang around!
So Mainyu kept the story
Kept it all hush hush,
So after Christ was dead
He thought, what’s the rush.
The times they were not right
He thought about protohistory,
Kept lighting the back burner,
It adds to life’s big mystery.
Then,
The time was right
For bullshit to be spread,
Never mind two fishes
I’d rather have the bread.
Let’s get this beauty published
It will make a damn good read
Make me lots of money
I love that feeling greed.
But Lucifer, he was to late
He thought he would explode!
A book was just released,
Called.
The bloody Da Vinci Code!
Oh Satan was so mad,
Guess who stole his crown.
Judas reincarnated,
As the author, yes,
Dan Brown!
