He Without Sin I) Halation

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