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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