To Fear is dead so I must not,
It beaks a man down and creates a knot.
It kills the soul and makes a man hide,
Everywhere i go, fear will ride behind.
It will follow me until the day i die,
When the day comes my life will fly.
Maybe someday I can break it down,
Then it will leave and I will wear the crown.
To conquer ones fear is a big challenge in life,
To overcome it and stab it with a knife.
It will gang up against me with all it's got,
But i must stay stron and unravel it's plot.
The ice I am walking on is running thin,
The further I go fear is trying to get in.
Someday I will look fear in the eye,
I'll look so hard it will want to die.
My fear has created so many things in my mind,
My Rage it brought out and my Rage it did find.
It created a weapon that will bring it's end,
It's the only way I consider Anger as my friend.
I leave now with a message to fear, Beware my Rage -
Have i amde myself clear?!
