From a single seed I have grown you an Eden from a drop of blood the gushing rivers around deep within I have prepared you a throne so flourish throughme with your root in my soul At the heart of the cross the elements join as one likewise has my road merged with yours become Naught more are men but pollen in the wind spreading your gospel far and wide where ever we may go your presence will follow not as a companion but as a murderous shadow At the heart of the cross the elements join as one likewise has my road merged with yours become One day upon my tomb a solitary beauty shall bloom and beneath it my weary bones lie bound by your root