Have Yourself a Gnostic Little Christmas

Have yourself a gnostic little Christmas
Let your heart be light
The crying, blood and dirt we will keep out of sight.

Have yourself a gnostic little Christmas
Feel wor-ship-ful today
For when we do our troubles they feel miles away.

Think not of sin as in olden days,
Or the Cross we preached of yore.
Wor-ship-ful feelings so dear to us
Gather near to us once more.

Turn your eyes away from bread and water,
From God-in-flesh now;
Raise your hands instead into the Spirit's joy.
And have yourself a gnostic little Christmas now!

(Just in case it isn't as obvious as I think, this is complete satire. For some related thoughts, see here.)