Suffering

In The Golden Cross

Upon Which The Rose Of The

Soul Unfoldeath



You Hear A Voice

Whispering To You,

The Sweet Breath

Fans Across Your Faith



Like A Cool Evening Breeze...

Come To Me... Come To Me...



Like A Cool Evening Breeze...

Come To Me... Come To Me...



Centuries

Pass From One To Another

Like Sands Through The Glass

I Stand Amidst The Twilight Air



Centuries

Pass From One To Another

Like Sands Through The Glass

I Stand Amidst The Twilight Air



Suffering

In The Golden Cross

Upon Which The Rose Of The

Soul Unfoldeath



You Hear A Voice

Whispering To You,

The Sweet Breath

Fans Across Your Faith



Centuries

Pass From One To Another

Like Sands Through The Glass

I Stand Amidst The Twilight Air



Centuries

Pass From One To Another

Like Sands Through The Glass

I Stand Amidst The Twilight Air



I Can Feel You

I Can See You

Take My Hand...

Show Me The Way To The Promised Land



I Can Feel You

I Can See You

Take My Hand...

Show Me The Way To The Promised Land



Centuries

Pass From One To Another

Like Sands Through The Glass

I Stand Amidst The Twilight Air