[00:13.15]Easter Sunday, we were walking.
[00:23.02]Easter Sunday, we were talking.
[00:31.10]Isabel, my little one, take my hand. Time has come.
[00:43.52]Isabella, all is glowing.
[01:21.64]Isabella, all is knowing.
[01:25.20]And my heart, Isabella.
[01:28.70]
[01:39.67]And my head, Isabella.
[01:42.04]Frederick and Vitalie, savior dwells inside of thee.
[02:00.42]Oh, the path leads to the sun. Brother, sister, time has come.
[02:19.53]Isabella, all is glowing.
[02:55.28]Isabella, all is knowing.
[03:03.27]Isabella, we are dying.
[03:11.07]Isabella, we are rising.
[03:19.12]I am the spring, the holy ground,
[03:40.90]the endless seed of mystery,
[03:43.70]the thorn, the veil, the face of grace,
[03:48.01]the brazen image, the thief of sleep,
[03:51.75]the ambassador of dreams, the prince of peace.
[03:55.62]I am the sword, the wound, the stain.
[03:58.93]Scorned transfigured child of Cain.
[04:01.87]I rend, I end, I return.
[04:05.11]Again I am the salt, the bitter laugh.
[04:08.93]I am the gas in a womb of light, the evening star,
[04:12.67]the ball of sight that leads that sheds the tears of Christ
[04:17.98]dying and drying as I rise tonight.
[04:21.04]Isabella, we are rising.
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[04:33.48]Isabella, we are rising..........................................