I’ve been a figurine, in a demon’s evil plan
I’ve looked in the mirror for as long as I can
But I made a deal, and I follow it down
And I swallow regret when I’m under the ground

And I gotta have soul, ‘cause I’ve seen what it can do
When it’s made complete and when it’s torn in two
Do you think I could manage if they put me to the test?
The truth lives inside me, but I’ve lived the rest
And I deserve what is comin’, if the truth be told
The savior’s for sale, and I’ve rendered him sold

I was one of the twelve
I was part of the gang
Now I see it so clearly
From the place that I hang
And my body will spill
Like tears in the flood
The sower reaps nothing
From a field full of blood
In the game of the maker
I’ve been a pawn
The match has been checked
And his hand is gone
Without my betrayal
The prophecy fails
No crown of thorns
No cross and no nails
So I ask for deliverance from my destiny
My name is Judas
Someone had to be me