Fear of the Dead

Slack jawed lacking ambition
This room is a void of confusion
Time was always an illusion
This we seem to forget

Fear, fear, fear of the dead
Fear, fear, fear of the dead

Idle prophets in caskets
Worms that are knocking at their doors
Hungry insects with headstrong prospects
Taking what you thought was yours

Fear of what was there before
Fear of what was there before

Fear, fear, fear of the dead
Fear, fear, fear of the dead
Fear, fear, fear of the dead



Credits
Writer(s): Parmida Kakavand
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