DEPTH AND CLARITY
DISTANT AND FOREBODING
WRETCHED WATCH THE BEST OF ME
SILENTLY ERODING
THUNDER IN THE DISTANCE
I WILL FACE THE STORM ALONE
I HAVE BECOME THE WINDS RESISTANCE
AND THE WILDERNESS MY HOME
FOOTSTEPS ON THIS DUSTY LAND
TRACE ENDLESS CIRCLES IN THE SAND
THROUGH THE VALLEY OF THE SHADOW
I WILL FACE THIS STORM ALONE.

DEATH AND CHARITY
RIDE THE WHISPERED WINDS
SILENCE GETS THE BEST OF ME
WITHOUT EVER GIVING IN
QUIET LIGHTNING IN THE DISTANCE
ILLUMINATE THE SHADOWED SOUL
FIND STRANGE FAMILIAR CIRCUMSTANCE
THE SIMPLE BEAUTY OF IT ALL
FOOTSTEPS LEAVE A SOFT IMPRESSION
AMONGST THE SAND I HAD KNOWN HEAVEN
AND DEATH AND FEAR HAD CEASED TO BE
THE ROD AND STAFF TOO COMFORT ME
REAPING FULL WHAT I HAD SEWN
I COULD NOT FACE THIS STORM ALONE.