The Fear of All Flesh

This is the fear of all flesh

Decay of the body and souls

This is the fear of all flesh

Rotting in the depths of the unknown.

The paralyzing horrors of the world

That comes to weed us out one by one

There is no stopping its coming

Sufferings the only way.

It is an affliction

It is the loss of all control

What use is decision?

Just wait until the future unfolds.

Take hold your heart, and steady your soul, stay true to what you know

For what we think is to come, is never written in stone

The day may come, when at last you will see, and find the answers that you seek

That the fear of all flesh might be what drives us to be.

The thought of the loss, or the sting of the pain

The cold of the sweat, the caress of the rain

Cries of the past that still echo in me

Blind to the path, that I just cannot see.

We all lack the vision

To look beyond what we can see

Both clouded and twisted

Your perception of what really set you free.