Fear the Light

Hell be you nigh

My eyes are dowered, makes me lower your kind

I'm feeling a strain

Open your mind!

The lies that govern you are all that you'll find

They'll make you no saint

In the night a contact with the might

Makes the fire hold onto me

Til the end of time

In the night I feel the might

So be bright and fear the light

Hell be you nigh

The lies of love and hate, they all make you blind

A flea in your brain

Open your mind!

They offer nothing but a waste of your time

No fortune nor fame

In the night a contact with the might

Makes the fire hold onto thee

Til the end of time

In the night a contact with the might

Makes the fire hold onto me

Til the end of time