All is quiet And I can't sleep, The tree's aglow In front of me Red Lights depict the Blood That once was shed To end all Bloodshed. No Offerings, no Shame, no Guilt, No Scapegoats killed for Our sins. I once thought God appeased by Blood Forgave and made us sacred, But now I know it's always Love It's never been punishment It's never been But We could not accept it It's never been All is plain In Communion with the Saints Those martyred ghosts Like the One They've followed But Death could never hold Him down 'Cause Death is Human Nature. We so "short-sighted", We see everything As punitive here So We project Our laws and say there Must be Substitution Now I can see the Passion was an act Of killing the myth Forgiving the injustice We're just His kids Proving that She Loves Us So We can Live No more blood to be shed No more blame to be spread Believe It Believe Your Beloved Believe It Believe Your Beloved And Live