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"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 at 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…..