| The cause of my affliction | |
| Can never be resolved | |
| A case for self infliction | |
| Whose sin can't be dissolved | |
| Lost in a room of mirrors | |
| There's only one way out | |
| But suicide is easy | |
| When all you have is doubt | |
| Idolize the demigods | |
| The weapon of stigmata | |
| Drowning in the grail of blood | |
| The weapon of stigmata | |
| Each day becomes fragmented | |
| It's harder to connect | |
| My world seems so demented | |
| I see nothing to respect | |
| But strength is born from weakness | |
| And this is where I fall | |
| I step up to the enemy | |
| Then rise from where I crawl | |
| Idolize the demigods | |
| The weapon of stigmata | |
| Drowning in the grail of blood | |
| The weapon of stigmata | |
| The weapon of stigmata | |
| Behind my back, in my face | |
| Walking, stalking in my space | |
| Think I'm closed up but I know | |
| I mark all, watch where you go | |
| Bide my time, make you stop | |
| Watch your mouth, until you drop | |
| Make me sick, I can wait | |
| When you stumble, seal your fate | |
| Empty threats, fucked up lies | |
| Take you down with alibis | |
| Useless strength, wastes on me | |
| Crush you down, dead enemy | |
| Idolize the demigods | |
| The weapon of stigmata | |
| Drowning in the grail of blood | |
| The weapon of stigmata | |
| Penance from a rancid icon | |
| Virgin weeping plasma | |
| Idolize the demigods | |
| The weapon of stigmata | |
| The weapon of stigmata | |
| The weapon of stigmata | |
| Crucible | |
| Crucible | |
| Crucible | |
| Crucible |