Whitecross Full Crucifixion
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
Fundations 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
