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Save Me... 

It's happening again 
I started to bleed 
From my hands and feet 
In an odour so sweet 
Painful holy wounds of four 
The blood-loss increase 
Terrified I see they open wide 
Oh, don't give me number...Five... 

The pain [bad word] extreme 
The more I will bleed 
Whipped by a force unseen 
And pushed down on my knees 
Something holds me down 

I can't get away 
If this is a gift from god 
I give my soul to - [bad word] 

Lord, why have you abandoned me? 
Why, don't you hear my cries? 
Why, do I have to feel this pain? 
Please, don't you just, let me die? 

Stigmata! 
Stigmata! 

The pain [bad word] extreme 
The more I will bleed 
Whipped by a force unseen 
And pushed down on my knees 
Something holds me down 
I can't get away 
If this is a gift from god 
I give my soul to - [bad word] 

Lord, why have you abandoned...me? 
Why, don't you hear my cries? 
Why, do I have to feel this pain? 
Please, don't you just, let me die? 

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