Step closer if you please My body bares witness, can't you see You can't deny your own eyes This must be real... stigmatized!
So you speak to me about proof But where once was skin now are wounds! A sceptic life you should realize This blood doesn't lie... stigmatized!
Why have I been chosen to be the manifestation of God?
I cannot take this anymore Not by far believed, only scorned Please, God, make this go away... or take me home Why have I been chosen to be manifestation of God? I never asked for this... God... Set me free!