In Absentia Christi - Evenfall

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