The Son of Man died today
He died in shame the people say
Some cried, some wailed, some cheered
To see Him break
Beneath the weight of the world
I knew there was nothing I could do

The Son of Man died today
But as He broke I turned away
Too many questions and I am so afraid
Dead upon that tree
And still three times I cursed His face
I knew there was nothing I could do

I thought It'd be so easy to follow
But my heart's so frail
I cried on my pile of ashes
While He stood and took my lashes
How could I stand by?