A cold light reflecting in your eyes
A deceitful shine
The only difference is I see it this time
I wash my hands of this, I want no part of this
Still the taste from the last Judas kiss
Is burning on my lips
Lying, conniving
Endless machination
You supplied both hammer and nails
And staged your own crucifiction
Truth is tainted with perversion
Lying, conniving
Endless machination
Lying, conniving
Relentless machination
No sympathy, no not from me
I wash my hands of this, I want no part of this
Still the taste from the last Judas kiss
Is burning on my lips
Burning on my lips