Present. If? Lyrics

“Where am I?”

Caught in the afterlife, or in limbo – who can tell
Save me from the everlasting grief that they call Hell
Eight internal bleedings – stigmata – one eper sin
I committed all of them – my cleansing can begin

“Blood pressure weak… Broken and torn
A sinner who was cursed from the day he was born”

Looking a the whitened ceiling through a cloud of blood
Drifting in and out of consciousness in memory-flood
In my search for the light, I travel back in time
For my deadly sins to be uncovered as a holy crime

“Cellular death… the soul has left his eye
Nothing to do – nurse, please take him away to die”

What if my mortal remains are all that proved I was here?
What if I didn’t leave a mark in peoples’ sphere?
What if my deadly sins were my way to make you see?
- To make all you non-believers believe in me…..