Christian Death - At The Threshold Lyrics
R. WilliamsA widow dreams of her fallen angelThe broken branch, an empty mangerA widow dreams of her life with the saviorFalls to her kneew and begs for moreBut the fields are filled with nightmare propheciesShadows cast upon her fading hope to beA virgin widow walks through lanes of memoryInvokes the past, that it might save herAn aging widow weeps and turns towards the wallVoices shout out names of those she can't recallA widow dreams of sons, of daughterEndless nights spent in silent slaughter,Endless nights sent in silent slaughterA widow dreams of love lost or thrown awaySearching for the light of the day that might relieve herA widow dreams of her fallen angelA broken heart, no memory can save herA widow looks upon her eyeless saviourBegs for the strength to end it allBut the fields are filled with nightmare propheciesNo hope of finding mercy in theis entityA virgin widow lays down amongst the leavesInvokes the past but it can't save herAn aging widow weeps and builds another wallVoices silent now, no screams or mocking callsEndless nights spent twith thoughts that always taunt her,Endless nights spent with thoughts that always taunt herA widow fails to find her love and drifts awayTurning out the light of day that did deceive herA widow's dream comes to a closeA widow's dream
