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The hands of betrayer

open wide their arms

to embrace the anointed with a kiss,

Setting in motion things foretold,

To do which his hand declared…

Your heart exposes your ways,

You would love to gain the world

as you throw away your soul,

Now Surrounded by legion,

They fall at the sound of His name,

The name so glorious and mighty,

Now shackled, His hour has come…

It’s not what it seems,

He seals his own fate…

To die in a field of blood,

Better to never been born,

Meet your end, eternal agony,

Replaced and your name erased