Christmas is a day they set aside
To go for mass in Christ's name
It's a day virgins go out pure and return home defiled
And young men leave home sober but stagger back drunk
This makes you wonder, "What's Christmas? "
In celebration of their sun god
They exchanged dates with the Son of God
What disrespect?
They celebrate their sins in his name instead of their salvation
They forget the true meaning of his birth
And cloud others judgement with the Santa Claus effect
So I ask, "What's Christmas? "
We know the natural types the spiritual
So like an earthly lamb
The lamb of God should come
Straws made his cradle soft
Swaddling clothes kept him warm
The great creator borrowed a womb and manger too
This mystery they can't phanthom so they disregard it
And cover it up with lies about Santa's and Presents
Don't call it Christmas but Salvation Day
Because the day he planned to be born a baby was the day he chose to die a lamb
Just as nature testify
Christ wasn't on a flake of snow but he was born in Spring.
So next time someone ask you, "What is Christmas? "
Look them straight in the eye and tell them
Living he loved me
Dying he saved me
Buried he carried my sins far away
Rising he justified freely forever
Because the day he planned to be born a baby was they day he chose to die a lamb
And that's what Christmas means to me
One day he's coming oh! glorious day.
@ThemmyWryt
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