It serves the depth of a mind It builds the trauma on it’s carrier It feeds the pain inside the frames It has strengthened by failures It’s the reaction by the concerned It may give a moment to hesitate, a lifetime to regret It’s attraction into human beings Means the survival from the first enemy
The anxieties have effect on condition To be afraid of the vague fate Is part of the illness of the nations Premonition by the vigilant instinct against the faceless fate The guidance of fear
It scents the fragility, the abhorrence for more to breed It humiliates with the panic sustained It manipulates the subconscious to be awake While there are more reasons to be aware and afraid When the alarms are set it leaves the manic impression Senses are overloaded, filled with panic and after the depression It has many faces that lie behind the corner, it’s god before dying When the first enemy is the last thing you’ll see
The anxieties have effect on condition To be afraid of the vague fate Is part of the illness of the nations Premonition by the vigilant instinct against the faceless fate The guidance of fear
There’s no need for resistance The fate has been already sealed The instinct around the danger Against the faceless fate The fear is real
There’s no need for resistance The fate has been already sealed The instinct around the danger The premonition by the vigilant instinct Of fear
When it takes the last breath The fear of death is real