Twist your head around to see what’s missing from inside
The empty spaces to fill with all this guilt you have in mind
Abstract is the existence that’s put above your head
The principle of god will turn your soul dead
CHORUS:
Fear principle, the sacred scares your mind
Fear principle, your soul is torn apart
Fear principle, it’s time for you to say
Bent down on your knees and wait for your decay
Fear of the judgment day, the day that actions are judged
But all I see around me is filth and I’m disgusted
The one who’s never done no sin let him throw the first stone
I wonder who’ll survive this day, corrupted is the world
CHORUS:
Manners of humiliation, everything is lost
Payback is a horrid thought, abnormal to the church
You know that solitude remains and bother you no more
Used to be controlled by the power that they hold