Threshold Lyrics - Caustic Grip - 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 ?) 

Chorus : 

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 

(Chorus) 

Heart and soul of man 

Ravaged by greed 

Denial and deception 

Feed the (sorrow ?) 

Divided as we fall 

Break the solemn vow 

(Chorus) 

Atmosphere is cold 

Tension cuts like a knife 

Hazed are the eyes 

Reflecting shadows of the past 

(Chorus)