Peter Murphy
Stigmata Martyr
In a crucifixation ecstasy
Lying cross-chequed in agony
Stigmata bleed continuously
Holes in head, hands, feet and weep for me
Stigmata oh you sordid sight
Stigmata in your splintered plight
Look into your crimson orifice
In holy remembrance, in scarlet bliss
Stigmata martyr
Stigmata martyr
In nomine patri et filii et spiriti sanctum
In nomine patri et filii et spiriti sanctum
In nomine patri et filii et spiriti sanctum
In nomine patri et filii et spiriti sanctum
Father, son and holy ghost