Stigmata - Live in Los Angeles

How do you get in
 A mind-state to kill?
 How do you get in
 A mind-state to kill?
 I need a fill
 Violence to bust up
 The silence for real
 Traumatized thinking
 To hide how I feel
 The truth is alive and well
 It's underground living
 On the Wi-Fi still
 Don't buy all the lies they sell
 When the Black Hawk flies,
 Heading right for the hills
 They put a hole in the
 Back of my head,
 Called it suicide
 Woke up with these holes
 In my hands from the day
 I was crucified
 You decide if you wanna ride,
 Can't stop us when we unified
 I woke up with these holes
 In my hands from the day
 I was crucified
 Stigmata!
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 (Stigmata)
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 There ain't no hero
 To save the day
 Figure to pave the way quicker
 To stave another day
 A way before we gotta pay
 The grave digger
 It's all up to us to deliver
 I walk through the valley
 With the snakes, they slither
 The rain gets thicker and
 The pain gets thickest
 Who's gonna rise when
 Sins prey the sinners?
 The truth won't die,
 But they pulled that trigger
 They put a hole in the
 Back of my head,
 Called it suicide
 Woke up with these holes
 In my hands from the
 Day I was crucified
 You decide if
 You wanna ride,
 Can't stop us when we unified
 I woke up with these holes
 In my hands from the
 Day I was crucified
 Stigmata!
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 (Stigmata)
 Burn me down
 Shoot me bare
 Watch me drown
 I don't care
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 Drag your nails
 Cross my mind
 Still I walk sanctified
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 (The truth won't die when
 They pull that trigger!
 
 Stigmata
 The truth won't die when
 They pull that trigger!)
 They put a hole in the
 Back of my head,
 Called it suicide
 I woke up with these holes
 In my hands from the day
 I was crucified
 You decide if
 You wanna ride,
 Can't stop us
 When we unified
 They put a hole in
 The back of my head,
 Called it suicide
 Stigmata!