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Done With Fear
Songs of blackness have no name.
They fill me with a sense of shame.
Their stone cold passions will make you cry.
Their hostile actions will pass you by.
Songs of life sound the same;
they give a soul a way to blame.
Living the madness of life -
you might belong in another mad life -
living the madness without fear
all of the days and most of the nights.
With all the riches of living madness,
I feel their rythem and feel a sadness.
Living the madness,
the music is sadness,
living the madness,
the music is sadness.
