She lifted her gaze to see the crowd
They found her out, they're bearing down
Their hate is hot and pouring out
She's done her wrong, they have no doubt
She knows she's sinned and knows what's next
And cries aloud to all who'll hear
But no one seems to care as they pick up their stones
Her punishment to bear, she's on her own
The crowd circles round, their stones in hand
Arms lifted high on righteousness they stand
Her guilt overt and worthy of reward
Of the rocks and stones to be her final crown
Feel the fire raining down
Shield your soul before the jury
The masses judge, condemn, and kill
Feel the heat, their final fury
Her body tightens
Preparing for the blows
Of what's to come
Oh lord she knows
So she clenches her fists
And closes her eyes
And purses her lips to quiet her cries
Her guiltiness to bear, she's on her own
Feel the fire raining down
Shield your soul before the jury
The masses judge, condemn, and kill
Feel the heat, their final fury
But as she braces
She can hear the dropping rocks
And the calling
Of one man's final law
Throw your stones if you wish
Just throw them if you're without sin
Condemn this woman
And condemn yourselves