Thirty Pieces Of Silver
Lyrics
[Verse]
Egos are raging, violent as a storm
Fighting took all power, can never see the harm
Psychological warfare, ruling the day
Those political headgames, you have to learn to play
[Chorus]
Judas men on chariots
Both faces, both faces to the crowd
Backstabbing swordsmen
Can't hold their heads up proud
[Verse]
Open no doors, can't see your way in
A paranoid frenzy, surrounded by sin
Divisive with a passion, ruthless to their prey
Showing no compassion, let nothing stand in their way
[Chorus]
Judas men on chariots
Both faces, both faces to the crowd
Backstabbing swordsmen
Can't hold their heads up proud
[Solo]
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[Verse]
All mortals to the slaughter, the mogul's out to kill
Directing every move, using you at will
Have they no conscience, they don't feel your pain
Locking you in torment, they're driving you insane
[Chorus]
Judas men on chariots
Both faces, both faces to the crowd
Backstabbing swordsmen
Can't hold their heads up proud
[Solo]
[Outro]
Egos are raging, violent as a storm
Fighting took all power, can never see the harm
Psychological warfare, ruling the day
Those political headgames, you have to learn to play
[Chorus]
Judas men on chariots
Both faces, both faces to the crowd
Backstabbing swordsmen
Can't hold their heads up proud
[Verse]
Open no doors, can't see your way in
A paranoid frenzy, surrounded by sin
Divisive with a passion, ruthless to their prey
Showing no compassion, let nothing stand in their way
[Chorus]
Judas men on chariots
Both faces, both faces to the crowd
Backstabbing swordsmen
Can't hold their heads up proud
[Solo]
See upcoming rock shows
Get tickets for your favorite artists
You might also like
Children Of The Earth
Praying Mantis
Father Figure
Taylor Swift
Actually Romantic
Taylor Swift
[Verse]
All mortals to the slaughter, the mogul's out to kill
Directing every move, using you at will
Have they no conscience, they don't feel your pain
Locking you in torment, they're driving you insane
[Chorus]
Judas men on chariots
Both faces, both faces to the crowd
Backstabbing swordsmen
Can't hold their heads up proud
[Solo]
[Outro]