Question Your Motives
Fear is the Titan that crushes you underfoot
Fear is the assassin that prefers things discreet
Masses are steamrolled by its incredible force
Silently it takes you down without ever showing its source
We are all subject to the power it wields
Some overcome, yet too many yield
Some face it with sheer determination
They see it as a source for true creation
Others buckle and break under its weight
Often realizing it can be overcome, years too late
It's up to you which side you will take
Will you take it upon yourself to fight or leave it up to fate?
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