O Jesus Dos Crentes

Needs a candle to be worshiped
Needs a mass to be revered
Needs a shrine to be led
He's a defeated God
Doesn't hear, doesn't speak, doesn't walk, doesn't see
He's dead and the dead have no power
Made of clay, he's a failed God
He's a defeated God

He's very different from my Living Christ
I walk with Him, He walks with me
I speak and He listens
He speaks and I can hear His voice
I talk to Him without a set time
Day and night and at dawn
He's very different, He's Glorious
He's the Jesus of believers

There's a God who's so demanding
Demands rum, he's dependent
Demands cigars, he's addicted
And can't stop
He's worshiped with incense
Lives on an altar, doesn't walk on a shrine
He's very different, he's a God that
Believers don't have as their Lord