Some people walk in shadows And from a distance view the light, Some people walk in the suns rays, Some walk through the night. But here in the heart of darkness: Who is there to save you from your head? There is no one to creep up on you, There is no one for you to blame; There is nothing, there is no one, there is fear. Waiting for that day you sit and pray, Waiting for the candle to dim, Waiting, Cowering, Waiting. You cannot really care for you, You cannot fulfil your needs, You are forced to fear being free, Your terrors have become your delivery, Fear has become your sanity.