Stigmata (acoustic) - tarot

The touch of your body still lingers on my hands I can feel them burning Like acid poured down on me The rains steams off my skin Imaginary visions like broken

Did you see the black snow falling Did you see the grey sky bleed Have you felt the fear that's growing Born out of a senseless greed This world keeps on turnin

You weren't bor out of time the time went out on you Stare into the mirror see yourself broken in two The ropes you thought you held are at your neck Biting int

Revolution in their minds the children start to March Against the world in which they have to live And all the hate that's in their hearts They're tired of bein

We live with rage, conditioned and natural, that is all Another closed page, that's where all these victories will fall This deadly lure, the eerie song of the

So many faces But you know there's only mine that carries the traces That mark us the same We've been losers But there's always a chance to be the one of the ch