30 Silver Coins 歌词

To offer up a word of hope this silence calls for peace to point the heart to a place of shelter will the cold wind ever cease? Content to walk in fallen tracks and step on rungs unseen to only finish at the top to fulfill at vacant dream CHORUS: Can I yield to you today or like Judas do I sell my faith away I reach into my pocket to find my selfish gain and open my fists to find only 30 silver coins Uncertainty breeds confusion as the blind follow the blind and stumble into the quicksand that slowly drags me in I ride off to the east hoping to greet the sunset but my shadow grows, consumes my goals and wrestles my riches away CHORUS BRIDGE: Are these things worth it? Will they manage to stay? Will I let your love cover me or wait 'til these possessions begin to decay?