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