Stigmata

(To cleanse this mess we're in)
(Conquest was imminent)
(Seeding our tree of life)
(I exhale the afterlight)
Drive the nails as hard as you can
I now see my vision through the holes in my hands
Calloused through the thick of it all
My solace is seeing this world finally fall
(It's in the palm of my hands)
(I gaze upon this world)
(My trophy, my vision in physical form)
Lately I've failed you
Absolve all my defects
I sold my soul to you
To feed my visions growth
I am yours forever
Cleansed all sin, I'm now whole again
Free from them, shelter the cold we're in
I am the afterlight
In the wake of the darkest night
I am the afterlight
Through the holes in my hands you'll see no light
Lately I've failed you
Absolve all my defects
I sold my soul to you
To feed my visions growth
I am yours forever
I am fire
I am the sun
I am fire
I am The Cold Sun