Rain pelts down all over the city
Tearing down it's merciless streets...
A woman desperate for some answers

The empty years and wretched blues...

Passed with some recent news

But the fear of the unknown still stalks her mind

There's a house way down the road ? and fate's door

It's a house ? not a home ? Death awaits ? on it's own
There's nothing more...
Just a half dead kid and his father's corpse


The boy was tortured here
The evidence all makes that clear


Mommy kneels n'
Holds him terribly near


Every question needs a word ? for comfort
December's door's ajar ? and it's the only path

The rhythm of the past ? won't get you very far
December's door's ajar ? no light shines in it's path
It's increasingly harsh ? and increasingly daft

While the door is still ajar ? I'm frightened!

You saved me

From my worst nightmare
Save me from myself!