Jesus
I sold your soul and then sold mine
In this field filled with blood
First with yours and now with mine
Repentant will I ever be
This place is paid for with your life
Akeldama
A servant no more
Under the shadow of you
I shall live no more
Through this act of betrayal
I shall carve out
My own place in history
30 pieces of silver
Is all it takes to condemn
The holy son, acta sanctorum
The deed of the saints
That is what they shall say of me
King of the Jews
But not king over me
Betrayed by his own, betrayed by me
The lord is dead
Oh god, what have I done
Take back this blood money
And let me live out my days
In years of silent sorrow
Why
I can know no peace in the world
There is only one release
From my conscience
I take this rope
And offer myself unto thee
Akeldama, my body and my life
I pay as my sacrifice
Akeldama
In these fields paid for by my crime
I shall hang