I fear the future and the past
I fear that nothing will ever last
In this desperate world and death-like life
Is there an end for eternal strife?
I fear death and I fear birth
I fear life, for it is a curse
For those who are special, unique or pure
This terrible loneliness cannot be endured
I fear the truth, the false and everything in between
I fear that realty is only a dream
In a universe of lies and deceit
How do we know if we really are ‘we’?
But most of all, I fear for you
I fear the things that people are able to do
In confusion, in love, in peace and in war
Why are they done and what are they for?
