Is there spite, is there greed?
Realize he's of evil breed.
We ought to be afraid of ourselves.
You must not live in fear
For the child of the wild.
Take a step into the wild,
Horrific creatures will hide.
You're the terror well disguised,
You're the fear that locks itself inside.
We ought to be afraid of ourselves.
See the grandeur under the grime.
By a wind from deep seas.
Surrounded by a big crowd:
You feel secure in the night.
Black waters and dark woods:
And you tremble by fright.
We ought to be afraid of ourselves.