Zealot

He was chosen to join the twelve
He's strong and doesn't need a gun
He raised himself
Easily he conquest the master's trust
But an unexpected offer showed up his lust

His lust for money will ruin his life
For thirteen silver coins and no alibi
He sold the master to the arms of death
They won't believe him, they won't forget

You have pride while it suits you
Realize this world is too cold
Take a ride and face the night

At the mountain
Fucking suffering
God knows what he has to do
One kiss to kill
The story they told you is unfair with him
He was just an instrument in the God's plan

You have pride while it suits you
Realize this world is too cold
See the rope break down his neck
And take a ride and face the night