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Stigmata

Stigmata

It all seems unreal all this state of mind
But if you all see with the eyes of a magician
And the eyes of a sorceress
Will you believe
That life somehow can be saved.

The distance that we have to go
All the tears that will be shed
But if I lend you my eyes
Will you believe that there is a tomorrow.

The blood that is pouring from these openings
All the stains and stigmata
The sky darkening with black substance
Echoing from faraway the cries of the repent
Will you at last sleep with peace.

I shed my skin
And naked you see
Outraged you are
But if I give you my heart
Will you finally feel my own truth.

Christa.

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