It's all about the fear.

The fear of doing the unordinary,
turning away from the straight line
losing the grip in logic
it's over rated anyway.

It's all about the fear.

The fear of continuing on without a purpose,
not knowing what to do when it's raining
just standing alone,
shivering, losing to the blood-thirsty cold
seeking a guide in an empty street.

It's all about the fear.

The fear of committing yourself to a never-ending cycle,
in good or in bad, no one can predict the future
those are just lies in order to make you feel slight
optimism.

The fear of waking up without opening the eyes,
nothing but perfect black,
the fear of death.

It's all about the fear,
        With you I have no fear.