It was worth it

Duration

1:31

Genres

Urban

Description

Lyrics

No "excuse me sir", No "I beg your pardon" Just an order and then he was taken from the garden Traded for some silver, betrayed by a kiss Taken to the High Priest bound up by his wrist Hit by a palm it might as well have been a fist Then he was taken to the High Priest Caiaphas Denied by his disciple, betrayed by his nation Sent to the hall of judgement to face humiliation No fault was found in him by Pilate, finally some relief but then it all came crashing down when they traded him for a theif Then they whipped him on his back and they gouged into his side Glass tearing through his flesh, pain he couldn't try to hide They gave him a crown of thorns, a sign of mockery and disgrace Then they gave him a purple robe and beat him in the face Seeing this beaten man, Pilate thought he had enough The man's skin was beaten soft, but the people's hearts were still tough They said "crucify him", he said "I can't", they said "You must" He said "then you take him", they said "the law won't let you give him to us" So he thought about what to do, he knew he had to decide So he finally had to say "Let him be crucified" Then they strapped the cross on him, had him carry his own death The weight made him pass it off, barely could get in a breath Then they took two nails and they put them through his wrists Put one nail through his feet, welcome to the Roman crucifix Dropped the cross in a hole, bones dislocated but not broken Arms slanted to his lungs, on his own blood was chokin One of the guards sees his mom and says "Get up and wipe you tears" He looks at the sad excuse for a body, and then slowly, he jeers He says "If you're the King of the Jews, why didn't you stop this Mr. Perfect?" The man looked him the eye and said "For your sins, it was worth it"