Thrice - The Weight Of Glory Lyrics
A ring of Pharisees and one of them was meWe loved the letter but not the spiritAn infidelity, a woman on her kneesShe begged for mercy, we couldn't hear itThe teacher looked from us, his finger in the dustWe felt the chill and it shook us to our bonesThen he raised his head and this is what he said, “The one who has not sin should throw a stoneâ€ÂI walked away in silence and threw myself upon the groundThese words they burned inside me Take up your cross before your crownGo and judge not, lest ye be judged with the girl and come down I walked away in silence and threw myself upon the groundThese words they burned inside me Take up your cross before your crownTake up your cross before your crownJudge not, lest ye be judged with the girl and come downTake up your cross before your crownYour cross before your crown