3 Cases Of Stigmata...
The Morning:
I awoke like any other day, nothing was different...
Exept a strange feeling that my troubles were all of a sudden distant...
Instinct...told me that it was just the lord blessing me with his glory...
Little did i know i was about to embark on his son's story.
The first stigmata (Nails And Chains):
The hindering chain's in which jesus wept under...prestigious like thunder...
Religious state of pain im under...the pain wraps around my body in anguish...
Nails driven deep in to perrilous, skin trapped like ham in sandwhich...
I manage...to let out a war cry of terror, please lord stop this act of error...
Im feeling your sons tourture and i cant begin to imagine how he coped...
Because this penilising pain...
Is like someone with sand paper shoving it down my throat...
Why am i acting as your sacraficial goat...slope...im slipping...
In and out of conciessness my body is tripping...
As i fall back onto my lonely now crimson bed...
I felt an angel watching over me, a presence in the corner as i bled...
The second stigmata (Whips)
Hung in a velvet leash...unleashed the brisk ropes across my feet...
Beat...down by an invisible force...dovirced from all scenses...
Apart from the pain distributed by the tail hairs of a stalion horse...
Whips...ofcourse...the marks on my back to prove it...
Crack...the sound is alike a cowboy getting his cattle to move it...
Who's this...is this god telling me that im a prophet of his son...
Or maybe he's trying to enlighten me to the facT that my time is done...
Spun...out of of control as another whip tore at my soul...cold...
All i can see is darkness like iv'e been sucked into a black hole...
Enrolled...
And rose...as i looked down i could scense the blood on my clothes.
The thrird stigmata: (Crown Of Thorns)
Oh Yeshua (jusus's hebrew name) i feel your blessing rain on in...
I finally accept religion as you inflicted THIS pain on me...
I came to see, that... i love you is my final dissision...intermission
Violently penitrating my skull,cutting roung my head like circumsion...
Religion...im sorry if i doubted...didn't beleive fully...seductive pully...
Animosity has left my body...bloody...twelve hail mary's i scream...
Ass i pass out in the middle of the crowded street...weary is my feet...
Obsolete...is my experiences compared to yours...oh mighty...
I understand my beleif's up to now is just luciphers angels deciding to fight me...
'He without sin shall cast the first stone' on my high horse to heaven iv'e found my throne...
Overthrown...evil casted aside...abide...by your laws this time.
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Originally Posted by Verbal Insanity.
