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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 contacts in emotional chemistry?
With an iron fist in a velvet
We are under the gun
In the glory game on the train
Thy will be done
And the things that we fear are a weapon to be held us
He's not afraid of judgment
He of horrors worse than your Hell
He's a little bit of dying
But he's a lot more of your lying
And the things that he are a weapon to be held against him

Can any part of life be than life?
Even must be limited by time
And those who push us down that they might
Is any killer more than his crime?
Like a steely blade in a silken
We don't see what made of
They shout about love, but when push 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 of your judgment
He knows of horrors worse than hell
He's a little bit afraid of
But he's a lot more afraid of lyin'

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