Stigmata
This feeling speaks
With the quiet flutes of fall
That disturb the sleep of sunken images
The memory of voices in abandoned rooms
Walk with me
Walk with me down to the river's edge
Walk with me
Where the secrets lie and wait
These wounds bleed
The solemn pride of morning
An overwhelming pain nourishing the flame
The cold embrace of breaking hearts
Take this pain away
Don't take this pain away
Take this pain away
Don't take this pain away
Walk with me
Walk with me down to the water's edge
Walk with me
Where the mirrors lie and wait
It's breathing darkly through a lonely man
The kiss of brother Cain
Walk with me
Walk with me down to the water's edge
Walk with me
Where the secrets lie and wait, they lie and wait.
This sadness speaks
Of golden plains and lakes of blue
Like the curse of a wrathful god
Like dew dropping from a thorn
It speaks of things in secret tongues
It is speaking out a name
Take this pain away
Don't take this pain away
Take this pain away
Don't take this pain away
Walk with me,
Walk with me down to the water's edge,
Walk with me, where the mirrors...
And the view from here is frightening,
The view from here is frightening,
And the view from here is frightening.
With the quiet flutes of fall
That disturb the sleep of sunken images
The memory of voices in abandoned rooms
Walk with me
Walk with me down to the river's edge
Walk with me
Where the secrets lie and wait
These wounds bleed
The solemn pride of morning
An overwhelming pain nourishing the flame
The cold embrace of breaking hearts
Take this pain away
Don't take this pain away
Take this pain away
Don't take this pain away
Walk with me
Walk with me down to the water's edge
Walk with me
Where the mirrors lie and wait
It's breathing darkly through a lonely man
The kiss of brother Cain
Walk with me
Walk with me down to the water's edge
Walk with me
Where the secrets lie and wait, they lie and wait.
This sadness speaks
Of golden plains and lakes of blue
Like the curse of a wrathful god
Like dew dropping from a thorn
It speaks of things in secret tongues
It is speaking out a name
Take this pain away
Don't take this pain away
Take this pain away
Don't take this pain away
Walk with me,
Walk with me down to the water's edge,
Walk with me, where the mirrors...
And the view from here is frightening,
The view from here is frightening,
And the view from here is frightening.
Credits
Writer(s): Al Jourgensen
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