On The Verge Of Tears

<br>Once at night I sat among mortals<br>Afraid of what the future would bring<br>Drowning dreams in polluted visions<br>As I heard the mourning angel sing<br><br>A bloody wing came in sight on the ground<br>Bestially slaughtered by the hordes of those<br>Who didn`t see the light<br><br>The prophecy of a spiritual deed<br>Seems to increase in moments<br>Where the morbid mental activity comes into force<br><br>You will ride through the dark meadow<br><br>Once at down I sat among mortals<br>Weeping over the loss of a shadow<br>At went on a journey withdrawn<br>Skywards you`ll met the silver-tongued<br><br>Memories will clean the hoofs<br>And contain the falling stone from your heart