I am afraid,

afraid of the darkness closing in,

afraid of the things that I have seen:

I am afraid,

afraid of the raging wind and flames,

afraid of the violent storms and rains,

I am afraid;

I am afraid;

it's getting worse each passing day;

the demons of hatred swarm our way:

I am afraid,

much like a candle in the night;

with one tiny breath, out goes my light,

I am afraid,

I am afraid.

The world is in flames;

it's more of the same,

and how many people shall we blame?

I am afraid;

how low shall we fall?

Have we seen it all?

How long till we're lined against the wall?

Silently, softly, wordless and mighty,

time points the accusing finger of blame;

noisily shambling, ceaselessly tumbling

into a world where we'll never be the same!

I am afraid...