Lyrics to Comforter

For it was

not an enemy

that proceeded to reproach

me

It was not an intenese

hater of me that assumed

great airs

against me

Otherwise

I could conceal myself

from him

But it was you

a mortal man

who was as my equal

familiar to me

All my blood

upon so called my friend

let me go down

to the dead

but free is your will

my so called friend

words of your mouth

yet made me dead