Who put the cross in your hands
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The beads around your neck?
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The needle in their arms
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The hood around their heads?
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Sanctuary
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And so they say; |
‘Let he without sin, cast the first stone'
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While they pile up their rocks from within their glass homes
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And now, no, nothing means much, 'till it’s written in our blood
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But oh, the bloodshed that we’ve condoned
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If the grief is inexhaustible and the guilt is unendurable
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Then how is one to bear their family name?
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Oh holy ghost, tell me, where did you go?
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All that you left behind is shame
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To the priest that steals purity while he whispers holy things
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To the pig besmirching the innocent behind the pretence of peace
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Who put the cross in your hands
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The beads around your neck?
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The needle in their arms
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The hood around their heads?
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Who put the cross in your hands
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The beads around your neck?
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The needle in their arms
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The hood around their heads?
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So here I stand, a sinner of inattention
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In this parody of parity
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How is this still happening
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After we’ve lost so many?
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Sanctuary
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Sanctuary
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To the priest that steals purity while he whispers holy things
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To the pig besmirching the innocent behind the pretence of peace
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(Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, go)
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To He drenched in sin
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To the reprehensible limb
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Of the Lord’s honest, faithful kin
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Those demons clad in sheepskin
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Tell me Does it make you feel sick?
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Tell-me doesn’t-it make you feel sick?
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And isn’t it time we stood up?
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And isn’t it time that we sung?
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Who put the cross in your hands
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The beads around your neck?
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The needle in their arms
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The hood around their heads?
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Who put the cross in your hands
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The beads around your neck?
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The needle in their arms
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The hood around their heads?
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Who put the cross in your hands
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The beads around your neck?
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The needle in their arms
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The hood around their heads?
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Who put the cross in your hands
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The beads around your neck?
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The needle in their arms
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The hood around their heads?
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Does he celebrate his faith
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Or does he mourn it?
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Absolve the sins of all the wicked
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Or absorb them?
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Does he celebrate his faith
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Or does he mourn it?
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Absolve the sins of all the wicked
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Or absorb them? |