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

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

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

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