Текст песни Stigmata

I'm stuck in this rut again I really dug myself deep this time I can't escape these holes in my hands Do it Soul crushing There's a target on my back And life is the firing squad Content with a shot to the head No repentance for what I've done Ergh All of my sins have come back to haunt me No fear of death The hollow point has become my master Wasting time is getting old Six feet That's all I need Six feet To separate you from me What I want And what I deserve The things I've said The things that were heard Can you feel your hands? I've lost my sense of touch Can you feel your hands? I've lost my touch Silence is fucking golden I won't settle for less God above please speak to me I can't fight back again Move Stigmata This is the holy war Death to all who fail