Stigmata Lyrics - Organised Chaos - Benediction

They will bear my mark 

I can not be stopped 

This mission sent from god 

To teach these poor lost souls to die 

There a moment of stillness before the attack 

Silence surrounds and invades me 

I have had vision, men covered in blood 

Stigmata - their hands and feet bleed 

A terrifying sight, but my heart is galvanized 

The will of the Lord becomes clear 

In her panic stricken, pleading eyes 

Please don't cry, child, it can't be helped 

I do this because I must 

You blood will cleanse the souls of mankind 

And your body cleans me of my lust 

This quivering child 

An image of the holiest ghost 

Inebriated with pain 

She's bleeding to death 

You cannot save yourself 

Salvation comes through me 

This is for your own good 

Now stop crying, just bleed... 

A Korda's Benediction 

By the Father's grace 

Abyssus abyssum invocat 

Hell calls hells disgrace 

Forgive us father, for we are sin 

Though I strive to repent 

As a blood soaked angel she is hung 

Semen, god and skin 

Screaming in the bloodied sea 

Fathomless, so deep 

Travestied crucifixion 

Tainted by impure hands... 

Stigmata, mark of god 

Innocence corrupted 

Paranoid, the drugged mind 

Absolution inflicted 

Stigmata, mark of god 

Killing, salvation 

The final sacrament 

Ot is only in death we are saved