Luyện nghe bài hát The Weapon (part Two Of Fear)

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

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

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

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