Thirty pieces of Judas, seller of sons. Why do you run betrayer? Silver trust severed and scatter to marble steps, for a slaves wage to be paid! Unafraid for your friends as they slept, betrayed, as you left. Soon to die, rope to tree tied, you then ponder how a peaceful man becomes the original monster.
May 1, 2012
May 1, 2012 at 9:19 AM UTC
Thirty pieces of Judas, seller of sons. Why do you run betrayer? Silver trust severed and scatter to marble steps, for a slaves wage to be paid! Unafraid for your friends as they slept, betrayed, as you left. Soon to die, rope to tree tied, you then ponder how a peaceful man becomes the original monster.
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