Your Fear* by Prong



His holy Misunderstood,

Misdirected, Misconstrued.

This holy roll of the dice;

Take your chances, Hold on Tight.



Silence the Silent.

Confuse the Confused.

Confustion runs rampant,

On a ship of Fools.



The Clock is ticking,

This sacred Joke.

Left without a Reason

So the reason takes hold.



Surrender Your Fear,

Crawl into the Flame.



This Holy Unconciousness,

Endless Discussion

About our Uselessness.



Clock is ticking,

This sacred Joke.

Left without a Reason

Till the reason takes hold.



Surrender your Fear,

Crawl into the Flame........





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-Gladly Donated by Adrian "Dementia" Brush

Finally Some REAL lyrics....

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