Easter Sunday we were walking

Easter Sunday we were talking

Isabel my little one take my hand Time has come

Isabella all is glowing

Isabella all is knowing

And my heart Isabella

And my head Isabella

Frederick and Vitalie savior dwells inside of thee

Oh the path leads to the sun Brother sister time has come

Isabella all is glowing

Isabella all is knowing

Isabella we are dying

Isabella we are rising

I am the spring the holy ground

The endless seed of mystery

The thorn the veil the face of grace

The brazen image the thief of sleep

The ambassador of dreams the prince of peace

I am the sword the wound the stain

Scorned transfigured child of Cain

I rend I end I return

Again I am the salt the bitter laugh

I am the gas in a womb of light the evening star

The ball of sight that leads that sheds the tears of Christ

Dying and drying as I rise tonight