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

Can any part of be larger than life?
Even love be limited by time
And those who push us that they might climb
Is any worth more than his crime?
a steely blade in a silken sheath
We don't see what they're of
They about love, but when push comes to shove
They live for the they're afraid of
And the knowledge that they fear is a weapon to be used them

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

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