Deep calls forth to deep, but who is willing to go?
To the place where shadows live alone...
Deep in the earth where seeds must die ...
Where darkness surrounds in death and decay..
The land of the living, knows not the way?
In the deep rocks there are rivers that flow..
In this cold darkness where few miners go..
Where waters break forth into veins far below..
Where rubies are formed!
Where diamonds are born!
Where saphires and gold, are made in the cold.
Only in death can a seed reproduce...
Where does wisdom dwell?
It's not found in the land of the living or birth?
Death and destruction have heard rumors of Him?
No fowl of the air has ever been there?
The beasts of the field, it's under there feet?
If you lose your life for Him then you'll see..
This is the place, where God's chose to meet?
His cross brings forth the bud, the blade, your defeat?
Out of the worm breaks forth the butterfly...
Out of the lion's mouth.. comes honey...
Out of your death, the sweet price of victory..
Your life for His... Christ in you, eternity!