Hurl A Stone

(album: Do We Speak A Dead Language? - 1996)

All are guilty of judgment and seeing what we only want to see
And the dangers of false pedestals is illusive self-moral supremacy
So quick to magnify the faults inside of one another
Then the flames of out own darkness can ignite and we become what we fear

Cast you judgment!
Hurl a stone!
Cast you judgment!
Hurl a stone!

Does criticism crush or heal the heads that we oppose
Because the brothers we see living are the ones we should love the most
By tearing down another living soul we cannot build
Arrogance is of no value and what will it fulfill

Cast you judgment!
Hurl a stone!
Cast you judgment!
Hurl a stone!
Cast you judgment!
Hurl a stone!
Cast you judgment!
Hurl a stone!

Let's not fool ourselves our hearts are solid steel and cold-blooded
With most intentions to humiliate and to applaud our hearts of darkness
And when we make honest truthful steps towards compassionate healing
We will have no time to criticize because we will find ourselves the most sickening

You know it!
You know it!

Cast you judgment!
Hurl a stone!
Cast you judgment!
Hurl a stone!
Cast you judgment!
Hurl a stone!
Cast you judgment!
Hurl a stone!