| Song | Full Crucifixion |
| Artist | Whitecross |
| Album | Equilibrium |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : McKelvey, Sloas | |
| Through the fields of soul a river runs concealed | |
| As cold as any bone | |
| Twist and curve it wraps the root of every nerve | |
| And it numbs it like a stone | |
| And it dulls the senses | |
| And it drowns defenses | |
| And it weakens our resolve | |
| Outside in, it turns and it twists beneath the skin | |
| The river of my sin | |
| Deep inside if I resolve to do what's right | |
| That river's starts to rise, it starts to rise again | |
| Beneath this house the water flows and hollows out | |
| Foundations I have laid | |
| Shake and fall, the river undermines the walls | |
| Collapse on their own weight | |
| Like a bad injection | |
| Every good intention | |
| Is affected by the fall | |
| Outside in, it turns and it twists beneath the skin | |
| The river of my sin | |
| Deep inside if I resolve to do what's right | |
| That river's starts to rise, it starts to rise again | |
| How can I escape my condition | |
| Might take something more than conviction | |
| Gonna take a full crucifixion | |
| What I want to do I do not do | |
| What I do is not what I wanna do | |
| Gonna take a full crucifixion |
| zuo ci : McKelvey, Sloas | |
| Through the fields of soul a river runs concealed | |
| As cold as any bone | |
| Twist and curve it wraps the root of every nerve | |
| And it numbs it like a stone | |
| And it dulls the senses | |
| And it drowns defenses | |
| And it weakens our resolve | |
| Outside in, it turns and it twists beneath the skin | |
| The river of my sin | |
| Deep inside if I resolve to do what' s right | |
| That river' s starts to rise, it starts to rise again | |
| Beneath this house the water flows and hollows out | |
| Foundations I have laid | |
| Shake and fall, the river undermines the walls | |
| Collapse on their own weight | |
| Like a bad injection | |
| Every good intention | |
| Is affected by the fall | |
| Outside in, it turns and it twists beneath the skin | |
| The river of my sin | |
| Deep inside if I resolve to do what' s right | |
| That river' s starts to rise, it starts to rise again | |
| How can I escape my condition | |
| Might take something more than conviction | |
| Gonna take a full crucifixion | |
| What I want to do I do not do | |
| What I do is not what I wanna do | |
| Gonna take a full crucifixion |
| zuò cí : McKelvey, Sloas | |
| Through the fields of soul a river runs concealed | |
| As cold as any bone | |
| Twist and curve it wraps the root of every nerve | |
| And it numbs it like a stone | |
| And it dulls the senses | |
| And it drowns defenses | |
| And it weakens our resolve | |
| Outside in, it turns and it twists beneath the skin | |
| The river of my sin | |
| Deep inside if I resolve to do what' s right | |
| That river' s starts to rise, it starts to rise again | |
| Beneath this house the water flows and hollows out | |
| Foundations I have laid | |
| Shake and fall, the river undermines the walls | |
| Collapse on their own weight | |
| Like a bad injection | |
| Every good intention | |
| Is affected by the fall | |
| Outside in, it turns and it twists beneath the skin | |
| The river of my sin | |
| Deep inside if I resolve to do what' s right | |
| That river' s starts to rise, it starts to rise again | |
| How can I escape my condition | |
| Might take something more than conviction | |
| Gonna take a full crucifixion | |
| What I want to do I do not do | |
| What I do is not what I wanna do | |
| Gonna take a full crucifixion |