Peter!
Peter!
What about the light
**** crows
Peter!
Peter!
Trembling hands squeeze
Whipped beaten
Son they took
From HE
Peter!
Peter!
Youve spoken to
The all knowing
Peter!
Peter!
What does he say
Stepping up the hill
To be shamed
Peter!
Peter!
Hold his hand
Poisened kiss
A simple man
His body took it all
Nails in his side
A head falls
Peter!
Peter!
What a sight
Darkness turned
True sunlight
Knees weak
Kneeled to watch
Him speak
Three days grace
Man whom bled
For every tortured face
Peter!
Peter!
Write it down
Tell of the man
Who truly wears the crown


Murray