Pilate: I dreamt I met a Galilean a most amazing man He had that look you very rarely find The haunting hunted kind I asked him to say what had happened how it all began I asked again - he never said a word As if he hadn't heard And next the room was full of wild and angry men They seemed to hate this man - they fell on him and then They disappeared Then I saw thousands of millions crying for this man And then I heard them mentioning my name And leaving me the blame