Paroles Fearism Spiritraiser

Fearism

You've come a long way to this place,
From a world away, most nights without sleep.
You've sacrificed your life for uncertainty,
a gamble you had no choice but to take.

They don't know fear, they can't judge the ones truly afraid.
They don't know about real need 'cause it's not a result of wanting.
They speak the language of hate, here it dwells in their routines,
it's on the tip of their tongues and it orchestrates their deeds.

One way ticket with options out of your reach,
your home was death, your life under a siege.
No turning back to an unfinished trauma of generations lost in lies,
without a letter, only cries.

They don't know fear, they can't judge the ones truly afraid.
They don't know about real need 'cause it's not a result of wanting.
They speak the language of hate, here it dwells in their routines,
it's on the tip of their tongues and it orchestrates their deeds.

With you, you carry images of pain, most of immense pain and distress
With you, you carry an endless source of hope, your choice not to take
part of the madness.

Tell them exactly, how does it feel; to be running, to be hiding, afraid of dying.
Tell them exactly, how does it feel; to be running, to be hiding, afraid of dying.
They don't know...