Threshhold

Front Line Assembly

Atmosphere is cold

Tension cuts like a knife

Hazed are the eyes

Reflecting shadows of the past

Nothing moves -

They all just stare.

Inner peace is gone

Tainted by (time ?)



Our great leaders

The leaders of man

They lied to us all

They tried to pretend.

They tightened the rope around your neck

Distorted all your views until the bitter end.

Carry the cross,

The cross of burden

Only memories remain

Looking for new life

The fear of the end

Lives in all of us

Heart and soul of man

Ravaged by greed



Heart and soul of man

Ravaged by greed

Denial and deception

Feed the (sorrow ?)

Divided as we fall

Break the solemn vow



Atmosphere is cold

Tension cuts like a knife

Hazed are the eyes

Reflecting shadows of the past