Poor Devil lyrics

Sick with rage and regret
Negative peace
Fatal scenes
Replaying in his mind

The twelfth disciple
The last apostle
Poor devil
Never saw it coming

Useful idiot
Played his role
Thirty pieces
Doomed his soul

The earth would not cover his body
The sea would not swallow his corpse
No steel could cut him
The flame would not consume

Low hanging fruit of a poisoned tree

Judas hung himself
Judas hung himself
It happened in the field of clay