Lyrics:

Thirty Pieces Of Silver

Egos are raging, violent as a storm Fighting for power, can never see the harm Psychological warfare, ruling the day Those political headgames, you have to learn to play



Judas men on chariots Both faces, both faces to the crowd Backstabbing swordsmen Can't hold their heads up proud



Open no doors, can't see you 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



Judas men on chariots Both faces, both faces to the crowd Backstabbing swordsmen Can't hold their heads up proud



All mortals to the slaughter, the noguls 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



Judas men on chariots Both faces, both faces to the crowd Backstabbing swordsmen Can't hold their heads up proud