A Galilean has met the cross
His followers, all hope is lost
A crucifix, stuck in the mud
The ground beneath: soaked with blood.
The King of Jews, the cross it reads
The Romans laugh while he breaths
Forgive them Father, out he calls
And when he dies the temple falls.
His body hangs from the tree
And with his life he pays the fee
Of those who walk in evil's path
So they shan't feel Satan's wrath.
Another man from Bethany
Sings a separate melody
Although he finds his own tree
He swings from it far from free.
This man's greed bought him in
Forever known in history's sin
His death had paid no holy price
Nor did it win him paradise
Judas was this man's name
The silver coins won his fame
And while the Lord rises soon
Judas meets a lonely tomb.
Jan 14, 2025
Jan 14, 2025 at 9:29 AM UTC
A Galilean has met the cross
His followers, all hope is lost
A crucifix, stuck in the mud
The ground beneath: soaked with blood.
The King of Jews, the cross it reads
The Romans laugh while he breaths
Forgive them Father, out he calls
And when he dies the temple falls.
His body hangs from the tree
And with his life he pays the fee
Of those who walk in evil's path
So they shan't feel Satan's wrath.
Another man from Bethany
Sings a separate melody
Although he finds his own tree
He swings from it far from free.
This man's greed bought him in
Forever known in history's sin
His death had paid no holy price
Nor did it win him paradise
Judas was this man's name
The silver coins won his fame
And while the Lord rises soon
Judas meets a lonely tomb.