Stigmata

Stigmata

Vokodlok

Tears of blood, drop from the eyes,
A virgin born, a life of lies,
A false messiah, false prophecy
Rises from sins and blasphemy
Messenger of faith – a lie between believers,
Impaled on cross – flesh to feed the crows,
Cult of the dead – unholy priests
Show us the marks – Stigmata!!!
Red blood from his hands,
Slowly drops, like a cold river
Cold river of vein, wounded soul,
Breathing the poisoned air.
Impaled on cross – foolish son,
Pathetically – begging for mercy,
His pure flesh – ragged by frosty winds,
Sky is getting darker,
Soon death comes.

Stigmata

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