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A portrait of Jesus

Hangs on my filthy wall

As the nails tear

Towards the fingers from the palms

A portrait of Jesus

Hangs so still and tall

As the thorns tear passed the skin

Into the skull

Call me Judas and feed me lamb

I'll pass you over, leave you for dead

30 pieces of silver, the price of betrayal

Of all that's forgiven forever a slave

A portrait of Jesus

Hangs and may never fall

As the nails tear

Past the palms into the wall