The hunter's closing in on the kill
Two thousand years ago on that hill
With no understanding nature
Darkness calls with a seductive whisper
And to that whisper I ran
To the vanities of man
"Judas, one of the twelve approached the high priests and asked
'How much to betray Him?' They conferred and returned with thirty pieces of silver
And laid it at his feet. Judas took the money, and left
In less than twenty-four hours... he would be dead"
Curse the day that Judas betrayed
The One to save the human race
Now he's hanging there forever
Man in his life plays many parts
And now I must play mine
Oh the vanities of man
Evil walks upright in this world
So cry and cry those good tears
People talk of right in this world
And die as it disappears