The fear starts with me
turning into a manifestation of grief
It grows into the zeitgeist of the decade
electing puppets that know how to let it serve them

The panic starts with me
turning into a pilgrim of atheists
who journey towards confusion
which becomes a weapon for the headstrong mob

The trust starts with me
waiting to transform into a movement
but before that
we need to give attention to our enemies
as they are the first ones to recognise our mistakes
serving us with a guide to reclaiming the lost glory
of all the good that can start with us, you and me