Blooming Seas, Unfolding Meadows,
From The Hands Of The Lord.
Whispering Words, Humming Tunes,
The Voice That Beckon Me Home.

Crimson Joy, In His Heart,
Dripping Upon My Mournful Soul;
Golden Sword, In His Hand,
He Sweeps The Evil Sins Away.
The Pain On The Cross, He Bears,
A Thousand Knives In His Heart.
A Love Without Revenge,
He Wants To Bleed Before My Eyes.