Woven Hand, Not One Stone, Tivoli Utrecht, 5 december 2008

And in so They took on As far as one can go To crack the smile And the old backbone You offer up not your reason alone Deep asleep as wolves Who rise to worship their dreams Under the mountain Thin as thieves Armed to the teeth We have the same hands Behold the lamb Behold the lamb Given for us Made curse for us Behold the lamb Not one stone Atop another will stand As one of them I always am On my way down This weary melody ends The host of heaven descends Down beneath this bleeding