Will you remember me
As the one from the trees
When the forests used to sing
Or when I locked myself
In the heart of the wood
And threw away key
You just kept giving yourself away
A gift to cherish until piece by piece
You laid before the roots of time
Day by day the nights swallow
Sun, and with every night
The more you gave your sadness came undone
You just kept slipping through the cracks
Of my fingertips
I only hope that you remember me
As the one from the trees
When the forests used to sing
Or when I locked myself
In the heart of the wood
And threw away key
Youre not desire
Youre just a f**king widow
Weaving webs among the woods
Im not answer but if you take my hand Ill
Ill show you the world of the dead
There you will smiling into the night
I watched you sing for hours on end
Were telltale spiders spinning webs and singing songs
Sharing your stories with the moon and the threes
With a world which strung you along
Ive shut you out
I dont like your stories anymore
They always end so f**king sad
F**k
Ive turned my back
Ive turned my back
On you for good
Just keep smiling into the night
I watched you pass me by
Every night you died
With a smile on your face
In my dreams you wept blood
From your eyes
Just keep smiling into the night
My beautiful bride
I feel for your bleeding crimson eyes
Just so you know
Ill always remember you
As the telltale spider
When darkness crept into our days
Sharing stories with the world
Until piece by piece you gave your heart away
Youre not desire
Youre just a f**king widow
Weaving webs among the woods
Im not answer but if you take my hand Ill
Ill show you the world of the dead
I hate sad stories they always end the same
Ill never forget how the forest wept
When you gave yourself away
In the song "Widower," written and composed by the band Make Them Suffer, we are presented with the persona of a man who has become extremely upset at his ex-lover who has become emotionally torturous to him, because her view of him has changed drastically from the beginning of their relationship. She has gone from seeing him as a wonderful free being whom has so much happiness and life, to someone who cannot bring her out of the sadness that she is ensnared by. At this the man has had enough, and views her as a spider who had trapped him and
