[00:33.47]Here the soil is barren
[00:39.41]Here - nothing grows
[00:45.08]But crosses
[00:47.64]They - know not what they do
[00:55.96]You - your forgiveness
[01:02.32]Falls as dew
[01:09.03]Nailed upon a wooden frame
[01:16.83]Twisted yet unbroken
[01:25.07]Open mounted a silent choir
[01:33.32]Understood, unspoken
[01:41.66]Never was there heard a sound
[01:49.71]Until the heavens opened
[02:30.57]Now the tide is turning
[02:36.70]To other-worldly yearning
[02:45.05]Though the sun's eclipse seems final
[02:55.52]Surely he will rise again