Soul struggle

Do I praise the Moon and the Sun, hange my heart for sale in a used car lot, priest give us absolution, priest give us absolution, let all the music from Earth Play to an unappreciative universe, know that I am just one grain of dust in a dust storm, a tear drop in a deluge, priest give us absolution, priest give us absolution, where is justice in loneliness, or lost in a have not, broken hearts are a dime a dozen, Desert Winds blow, and deluges come? salvation is found on a bloody cross, screaming mercy in the booth of a confessional, priest give us absolution, priest give us absolution. do I praise the Moon and the Sun, pitch Blackness comes into play and like snowflakes Stars envelop the Earth, priest give us absolution, priest give us absolution.