Judas Iscariot waking up in sweat
He strokes his hair feeling upset
The clock chimes in the hall way
Striking it out 3 in the morning
The priest summoning him
To be in court to hear his charges
He got in the morning
He doesn't like it
He played his role
He knows he did
He touches the 11 pieces of gold
Now it becomes too heavy to hold
He takes a deep breathing
Slowly he exhales it out
He holds the 11 pieces of gold
“Is it worth the troubles at all?”
He drinks his cup of warm water
He needs to calm his nerves
Slowly he goes back to sleep
He sees the wolves and crocodiles laughing
He wants to run
But he is controlled by them
He struggles yet he feels hopeless
He has sold his soul for good
Judas Iscariot
The way out of his bad dreams
He has to return to the path of good
There isn't any other way
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