(Verse) Cold stone walls, the damp of Roman night A captive spirit bathed in blinding light The chains are heavy, the flesh is but a veil In this dark theater, the spirit shall prevail I see the shadows dancing on the floor An embassy in bonds, knocking at the door To live is beauty, a fleeting, ghost-like breath But there is a silver nectar found in death. (Pre-Chorus) I am emptied... A hollow vessel for the divine... The world is ash, the glory is Thine. (Chorus) But He emptied Himself, taking the form of a servant Being made in human likeness... He humbled Himself to the point of death Even death on a cross! (Verse) The architecture of my pride falls down I trade my kingdom for a thorny crown What I once gained, I count as bitter loss Beneath the looming shadow of the cross Forget the things behind, the ghosts of yesterday I press toward the mark, through the mist and grey Citizens of heaven, wandering the night Waiting for the dawn of everlasting light. (Chorus) But He emptied Himself, taking the form of a servant Being made in human likeness... He humbled Himself to the point of death Even death on a cross! (Bridge) Rejoice... I say again, rejoice. In the hunger, in the cold, in the silence of the cell. I can do all things through the One who strengthens me. The peace that passes understanding... Guarding my heart... guarding my mind… (Verse) Whatever is lovely, whatever is pure In this cathedral of pain, I shall endure The mind is a garden where the nightshade grows But I pull the thorns to find the mystical rose Think on these things while the candlelight dies Beyond the reach of the world’s hollow lies The secret of contentment is a blade in the dark Carving His name as a permanent mark. (Chorus) But He emptied Himself, taking the form of a servant Being made in human likeness... He humbled Himself to the point of death Even death on a cross! (Chorus) But He emptied Himself, taking the form of a servant Being made in human likeness... He humbled Himself to the point of death Even death on a cross! (Outro) In the darkness, there is joy. In the suffering, there is peace. The shadows flee... The shadows flee...

Book of Philippians