Easter Sunday, we were walking Easter Sunday, we were talking Isabel, my little one, take my hand Time has come Isabella, all is glowing Isabella, all is knowing And my heart, Isabella And my head, Isabella Frederick and Vitalie Savior dwells inside of thee Oh, the path leads to the sun Brother, sister, time has come Isabella, all is glowing Isabella, all is knowing Isabella, we are dying Isabella, we are rising I am the spring, the holy ground The endless seed of mystery The thorn, the veil, the face of grace Brazen image, the thief of sleep The ambassador of dreams, Prince of peace I am the sword, the wound, the stain Scorned, transfigured child of Cain I rend, I end, I return Again, I am the salt, the bitter laugh I am the gas in a womb of light, the evening star The ball of sight that leads that sheds the tears of Christ Dying and drying as I rise tonight (Isabella, we are rising) Isabella, we are rising Isabella, we are rising Isabella, we are rising Isabella, we are rising Isabella, we are rising Isabella, we are rising Isabella, we are rising Isabella, we are rising Isabella, we are rising Isabella, we are © BUGHOUSE; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com