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We've got nothing to but fear itself
Not pain, not failure, not fatal
Not the faulty units in this mad
Not the broken contacts in chemistry?
an iron fist in a velvet glove
We are sheltered the gun
In the glory game on the train
Thy kingdom's be done
And the things we fear are a weapon to be held against us
He's not of your judgment
He knows of worse than your Hell
He's a little bit of dying
But he's a lot more afraid of your
And the things that he fears are a weapon to be against him

Can any of life be larger than life?
Even must be limited by time
And those who us down that they might climb
Is any killer more than his crime?
Like a steely blade in a sheath
We don't see they're made of
They shout about love, but when push to shove
They live for the things afraid of
And the knowledge that they fear is a weapon to be against them

He's not of your judgment
He knows of horrors worse than hell
He's a little bit of dyin'
But he's a lot afraid of your lyin'

And the things he fears
Are a to be held against him