Judas gave away the Son of Man When he was praying in the Garden Angry apostles cried: "Master! May we raise our swords?" The time of darkness' power's come The flame was stifled with envy Caught by the chief priest Battered with sticks Peter was one of the disciples Satan insisted on his death The master asked him not to lose his faith "Master", said Peter, "with you I'm ready to go to death." "Don't swear! Today you'll deny me." In the yard fire flared They were sitting in a circle Treacherous flames shone on their faces "Gallilean! You were with him. Your name is Peter." "It isn't me, I don't know him" The first cock crowed. "You were with him. Your name is Peter." "It isn't me, I don't know him" The second cock crowed. "You were with him. You - Simon Peter." "It isn't me, I don't know him" The third cock crowed. Traitor denied three times for the fear of death. Is it a sin? When the cock crowed the third time The master turned his eyes to Peter's face He felt the bitterness of loss and shame He left, conquered by fear.
