Fear strikes deep
The darkness of night
Creeping slowly upon my soul
Strikes deep
The darkness of night
Creeping slowly upon my
Fervent prayer commences
As my pulse quickens
Working against myself
My will
My mind is week
So to speak
My mind is weak
My heart is numb
My heart is
Rage attacks quickly
The Light of Truth strikes
Soon the battle is done
Within my soul
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