Raise Your Hand歌词
Theocracy - The Writing in the Sand
LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
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As the circle forms tonight
And I take my place to execute my "right"
Call the filthy ones into my sight
Bring the sinners one by one
Stones of judgment shall avenge the things they've done
But then I raise my head and stare into the Son
Oh, then I feel my blood run cold
Eyes like the sharpest blade
That penetrate to the bottom of my soul
Words of truth that cut so deep
You write the lines of mystery
I stumble and the stone I held in hand is cast away
When the mirror's shown to me
I see my own hypocrisy
And weep upon the writing in the sand
All the things I try to hide
All the times that I avoid your eyes
Thinking somehow I can live the lie
When the truth becomes too great
And I can't try to clean my rotten, filthy state
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