Stigmata Martyr

In a crucifiction ecstasy

Lying cross chequed in agony

Stigmata bleed continuously

Holes in head, hands, feet, and weep for me



Stigmata oh you sordid sight

Stigmata in your splintered plight

Look into your crimson orifice

In holy remembrance

In scarlet bliss



In nomine patri et filii et spiriti sanctum

In nomine patri et filii et spiriti sanctum

In nomine patri et filii et spiriti sanctum

In nomine patri et filii et spiriti sanctum

Father, son, and holy ghost

Stigmata martyr