Lyrics

Beyond the darkness of illusion In fertile soil his seeds are sown Death's sanctified intrusion Crucified to free his own And by his cross With life-force drawn The devil's square Speaks of his will and cause Marked in furrows watered red The Sower's cross Now shred its light upon our way The Sower's cross Through the darkness of creation His scattered seeds shall sprout in might Pave the way to liberation On that glorious other side For by his cross Cruel fate had lost The Devil's square Conceals his work of reversal Seeds in furrows watered red The Sower's cross Now sprout within to reach without The Sower's cross