If There is a God

When the place you once loved doesn't love you back

Pierced hands and feet

Now a knife in your back

The alter overrun with blame

Light a candle for those speaking your name

Blood that washes white as snow

Is bottled and sold to keep up the show

If there is a God and he sent his son

He wouldn't recognize what we've become

If there is a God and he sent his son

He'd turn our tables one by one

When the people you loved

They don't feel like before

Hands once laid on your head

Now are showing the door

Shaking fists you can't be condoned

Let he without sin cast the first stone

Blood that washes white as snow

Is bottled and sold to keep up the show

If there is a God and he sent his son

He wouldn't recognize what we've become

Blood that washes white as snow

Is bottled and sold to keep up the show

If there is a God and he sent his son

He wouldn't recognize what we've become

If there is a God and he sent his son

He'd turn our tables one by one

One by one

One by one

If there is a God and he sent his son

He'd turn our tables one by one