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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 some may say that he without sin
Cast the first stone
While they pile up their rocks
From within their glass homes
They now know nothing means much
'Til it's written in our blood
But oh, the blood shed the wicked don't
If the grief is inexhaustible
And the guilt is unendurable
Then how is one to bear the 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 pretense 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 pretense of peace
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, go!
To the angels in sin, to the rubber heads up on limb
Of the world's hardest faithful kin, those demons clad in sheep skin
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 now we stood?
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?
Does he celebrate his faith or does he mourn it?
Absolve the sins of all the wicked or absorb them?