Finally here with Caiaphas
Now early morning at his house
Wait for me to blasphemy
Wait for me to seal my fate
With covered face I feel the blows
Of the hand of sees against my face
"Prophesy, you Son of God
"Which one of us just smote you now?"
In the darkness of the hood
In the silence I still can hear
In the courtyard Peter first fane of knowing me
And the first crow to signal morn
Now eyes uncovered I can see
Peter milling through the crowd
Half in hiding from his retort
Of his ignorance of knowing me
Then someone sees him and exclaims
Thought he saw both together yesterday
Again denies he's never met
This man of whom you say I know
Now Peter speeding through the crowd
Trying to escape his lies
I can hear him walking through the nave
Where someone questioned where he's from
You're a Galilean that I see
And I'm sure was one of them
So Peter says it's some mistake
And swears don't even know the man
Just then I turn my head to see
Peter looking caught my eye
And then he heard that crow again
Sulks away to weep and hide
Later after so much scorn
It's time to go to Pilate's place
To have him judge and sentence there
For crimes the sees insist are real
There on porch and throne he sits
I'm brought before him to be judged
What witnesses have you brought today
That your clam he's king is false
Well Jesus, what have you to say
About these claims that you're the king
I say that I don't claim, they do
Then stay silent like a lamb
Jesus, don't you know I hold
Your fate of life is in my hand
To crucify or set you free
Why won't you plead your case today?