Wrath Fear Itself
Phobia grips my mind states my fear of nothing
Commit myself to comatose my movement sees and end
My intelligence anticipates an increase for suppression
Wallowing with my diffidence screaming for an answer
An emptiness surrounds me leaving me to wither
I must shake this silly whim for there's nothing left
to fear
I have screamed my last dream
Shadows reveal what I have seen
My fears have been charaded into nothingness
A fool was I to believe
In fear itself
A feeling of confidence overwhelming erupts within
My character
Success over absurdity
Coward not justified capacities insulted
Exhausted of life in a shell this trend's to be broken
Over my crisis and I don't wish to die
Laughing at my freight as it stares me in the eye
Phobias an illusion of a weak-minded fool
Controlling your emotions and possessing your rule
Scared to die
Hear my cry
Ya Ka Bang!
I won't fear to die
