They think that man is me, without a second glance. The stranger they have found, this man could be my chance. Why should I save his hide? Why should I right this wrong? When I have come so far, and struggled for so long? If I speak, I am condemned. If I stay silent, I am damned. I am the master of hundreds of workers, they all look to me. Can I abandon them? How will they live if I am not free? If I speak, they are condemned. If I stay silent, I am damned. Who am I? Can I condemn this man to slavery? Pretend I do not feel his agony. This innocent who bears my face, who goes to judgment in my place. Who am I? Can I conceal myself forevermore? Pretend I am not the man I was before. And must my name, until I die, be no more than an alibi? Must I lie? How can I ever face my fellow man? How can I ever face myself again? My soul belongs to God, I know. I made that bargain long ago. He gave me hope when hope was gone. He gave me strength to journey on. Who am I? Who am I? Shall bow, shall. Let's hear the bell. And so, your honor, you see it's true. This man bears no more guilt than you. Who am I? Two, four, six, or what?