A crown of thorns, it was placed on his head
They clothed him in purple and stated their case
He is the king of the Jews, as they slapped his face

Pilate said: I find no reason to charge him
As soon as they saw him, they said: Crucify
He just proclaimed to be God, he surely must die

Yahweh, Yahweh, Yahweh!

When Pilate heard this he was afraid
He asked the Lord: Where do you come from?
Don’t you realize I have power to free or kill the Son?

Jesus finally decided to answer him
You have no power at all over me
If it didn’t come from above, you’re too blind to see

Yahweh, Yahweh, Yahweh!
Yahweh, Yahweh, Yahweh!

And so, the soldiers took Jesus
Dragging his cross to a place where he knew
They hung a sign that would read: The King of The Jews

They nailed his flesh to the wood
He said: It’s finished, and laid down his life
Gave up his spirit for all, He was crucified

Yahweh, Yahweh, Yahweh!
Yahweh, Yahweh, Yahweh!