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Hang me on a cross
And look to the 
shadow I cast
And
I writhe
it didn't matter
I was foolish to
Sit at your table
I could have made
thirty piceces of silver
rather then believe
The words you uttered
While your followers
Faithful 
At your feet
Waited for
Fish and wine
To appear
With thoughts
of your Altruistic ways
You lied 
And I shared
The cross you bear
Wanted to hear 
more then you ever
really said

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