Pilate:
Here is your King, you
bring him to me
I say, "Set him
free!", you say
you want him to die
He has done nothing,
nothing, nothing
But you say,
"Crucify!
Crucify!
Crucify!"

You act as though
this man is inciting
a rebellion
No one here can prove
that to be true

I have examined him
in your presence
And have found no basis
for your charges
Neither has Herod
So he sent him back to
us as you can see
He's done nothing, nothing
Nothing to deserve the
things you ask

I wash my hands of
this man's blood!

Roman Guards:
Hail "King of
the Jews!"
Prophecy! Who hit you?
Here's your crown

Pilate:
You act as though
this man is inciting
a rebellion
No one here can prove
that to be true!

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Crucify! Crucify! Crucify!

Pilate:
He's your King

Mob:
Crucify!

Pilate:
Why?

Mob:
Crucify!

Pilate:
Why?

Mob:
Crucify!

Pilate:
Why?

Pilate:
I have the power to free him
I wash my hands!
He's done nothing
He's your King... not mine!

Satan:
Kill him

Pilate:
All right

Satan:
You've washed your
hands, just kill
him, Pilate

Pilate:
All right!
I wash my hands of
this man's blood...
Take him!