Judas Iscariot

Judas Iscariot Through and through bent and bowed, your withered heart cries aloud. Alone oh, so alone! In tempests darkened blackened soul I stared, stared unto the night where broken angels hid from sight. Was it Satan who offered up a golden chalice, a golden cup? So the priests and Judas too agreed on thirty pieces for the Jew. As the silver was counted out; see the Roman soldiers all about. Now to betray with a kiss, an ear cut off you’ll never miss. Poor Peter denied me thrice, as the cock crows run like mice. So to the temple Iscariot goes, seeking justice seeking blows. Find a tree, ta hang ye by, broken man soon ta die. This field of blood know this day, is where Judas chose ta lay. Pilate asked a clever ruse, “Art thou, the king of the Jews?” Through and through, bent and bowed, your withered heart cries aloud. Alone oh, so alone ! In tempests darkened blackened soul I stared, stared unto the night, where broken angels hid from sight.