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.
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