Mayfly - Choice Тексты

Two fears to separate
The fear of God or a fear man-made
The first one filial
Founded in love
Selfless and reverent
Reaching above
The second is servile
Sinking so low
A fear of punishment
A device to control
Now which one will you choose?
The truth or a lie
Your time is limited
Are you ready to die?
'Cause in the end, one will rise and the other will fall
Please do not be deceived
Fear God, not dogma
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