Stigmata

I walked across a desert of strife and despair
Spent countless years afraid, choking on desperate prayers
I’m breathing doubt and depression
Exhaling aggression
I'm starving for salvation for a faithless world

God, hear these words (Words, words)
Guide me through this wasteland (Wasteland, wasteland)
Clear the dust from these eyes
Provide a path
Give me the strength to survive

Stigmata
His scars are the proof
No matter what you say
His words are the truth

Stigmata
Push these nails through
I sing for the Son
You're nothing but traitors

You snakes will try to lock me up
Mock these words
And feed the lies of corrupt
I won't deny my Father’s crown
So you can crucify me upside down

Crucify me upside down
I’ll die for my Father's crown

Stigmata
His scars are the proof
No matter what you say
His words are the truth

Stigmata
Push these nails through
I sing for the Son
You're nothing but traitors

Traitors

I lay my burdens at the tree
Only in death am I set free
I’ve been through hell

I lay my burdens down at the tree
Only in death am I set free

I’ll face the storm as the clouds build and rain over my head
And the sands wash away into a sea of blood
Cleanse me
Cleanse me through tribulation

Kingdom come
Kingdom come
Thy will be done