歌词
Fulfillment in solitude
Beckoning untrodden soil
A backwards pilgrimage
From the void of XIII to the sentence of I
Crosses like fences
Between sorrow and those who left it behind
Those who have whitnessed him know
Only death is divine
Carriers of loss, bring forth your burdens
To the threshold where all becomes none!
Where crosses grow among the roots...
Borders to the yonder, open wide to welcome the ones who dare
Walking where
There's no graves among the trees
Yet the spirits (are) roaming free
Holy ground beyond believes
A monument for few to see
In solitude and silent grief
Alone yet still in company ...
Piercing the mist
Falling down before the shelter thats near the well
In blindness craving to be given sight ...
Cleansing holy waters
Engulfing us and making us one with the dead
the last barriers left torn asunder...
To the crossroads clandestine
Reaching yonderwards
Man-made yet divine ...
Us and them entwined
The now, the then and the other side
All the crosses left behind
Where here and beyond collide
Alone yet still in company!
One day....
One day you will all carry your crosses here .