The two men look at each other, Both have a role in this story, But one of them won't understand. Fate curious irony.
Once my wife dreamed of you, I wondered what it'd mean. But no fault I've seen, Into your words.
Pilatus, governor, listen to us! We are the priests of Jerusalem, Has to die, this blasphemous man Who shamelessly swears curses and lies!
He's here to keep peace, The peace of Rome. Peace at any cost. Always.
People of Galilee, Pick one to save. For one that'll be free, One'll die.
He's here to keep peace, The peace of Rome. Peace at any cost. Always.
What is your choice? Jesus the King, Or this Barabbas The thief?
The will of these people is clear, There's nothing more he can do. The crowd claims the life of this man No reason to say "no".
Blood ran through his hands many times But this one burns like fire would. Water won't wash away this mark No, nothing now it could!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
