I have something on my back - it is grabbing at my neck.
It’s assuming the command - getting the upper hand.
   
Do you know, what it’s like? - everytime it’s a strike
which pushes me so far - that I behave quite bizarre.
   
Ref.:
   
DARK IS MY FEAR.
YOU SEE? NOTHING WILL REMEDY!
THE FEAR IS AFFECTING ME.
I AM AFRAID OF MORTALITY.
   
I’m afraid of the dark – fear rends me like a shark.
I could scream so aloud – when I feel trapped in the crowd.
 
Like in a spider’s web – hoists can even be a trap.
The extent can make you flare – like the angst of the scare.
   
The phobia dictate our life – if you control it you will survive.
Get yourself out of this hole – push the phobia out of your soul.
 
(Ref.)
   
Chase me, Chase me – you will never get me...
I’ll run, I’ll run – so you have to catch me!
Pick me, kick me – you will never stop me...
Take me, brake me - in the end you’ll loose me!
   
I will never dread again! Fight the fear, I know you can!
Exit from the tyranny! Finish your anxiety!
I won’t give a damn ‘bout you, nevermore you force me to
stumble into evil mood. I won’t be defenceless loot!
   
(Ref.)
   
I will never dread again! Fight the fear, I know you can!
Exit from the tyranny! Finish your anxiety!
I won’t give a damn ‘bout you, nevermore you force me to
stumble into evil mood. I won’t be defenceless loot!
   
Chase me, Chase me – you will never get me...
I’ll run, I’ll run – so you have to catch me!
Pick me, kick me – you will never stop me...
Take me, brake me - in the end you’ll loose me!