Låttexter: Amos. A Matter Of Time. Shadows Of Thy Cross.

I don't wanna be just a watcher
In the crowd anymore
Just cheering for this game

My old desires I count as trash
In decomposition
They stink!

There were thorns behind
Beautiful roses
Goodbye old desires
Goodbye old remembrance

Starving, looking at the feast table get rot
The stones on the way hurt my feet
Yes, I decided
To live in the shadows of Thy Cross
To live in the shadows of Thy Cross
Open my spiritual eyes

I don't wanna just hear about You
I wanna talk about You
About The Truth . . . The Only Truth

To awake those who are sleeping
To lift up the fallen one
To bring light to the blind