Published on Monday, December 28, 2009 by admin
Fear of war
Fear of death
Fear of strangers in our path
There's so much fear
Fear of what
The preachers says
Fear the holy cross
Burnin' in our heads
In a world so cold
Our hearts were sold
Yeah, they fan the flames of fear
Dealing with our dread, my dear
Yes I know
All that makes the world go round
They fan the flames of fear
Dealing with our d...