Stigmata - grandson

How do you get in

A mind-state to kill

How do you get in

A mind-state to kill

I need a fill

Violence to bust up

The silence for real

Traumatized thinking

To hide how I feel

The truth is alive and well

It's underground living

On the wi-fi still

Don't buy all the lies they sell

When the black hawk flies

Heading right for the hills

They put a hole in the

Back of my head

Called it suicide

Woke up with these holes

In my hands from the day

I was crucified

You decide if you wanna ride

Can't stop us when we unified

I woke up with these holes

In my hands from the day

I was crucified

Stigmata

There ain't no hero

To save the day

Figure to pave the way quicker

To stave another day

A way before we gotta pay

The grave digger

It's all up to us to deliver

I walk through the valley

With the snakes they slither

The rain gets thicker and

The pain gets thickest

Who's gonna rise when

Sins prey the sinners

The truth won't die

But they pulled that trigger

They put a hole in the

Back of my head

Called it suicide

Woke up with these holes

In my hands from the

Day I was crucified

You decide if

You wanna ride

Can't stop us when we unified

I woke up with these holes

In my hands from the

Day I was crucified

Stigmata

Burn me down

Shoot me bare

Watch me drown

I don't care

Drag your nails

'Cross my mind

Still I walk sanctified

The truth won't die when

They pull that trigger

Stigmata

The truth won't die when

They pull that trigger

They put a hole in the

Back of my head

Called it suicide

I woke up with these holes

In my hands from the day

I was crucified

You decide if

You wanna ride

Can't stop us

When we unified

They put a hole in

The back of my head

Called it suicide

Stigmata