"Behavior like a Scottish moor
Suffocating with thick ichor
Tales of fright in ancient lore
I'm not afraid, regail me more.
I do not fear the blackened sky
the hidden demons, the wolfs cry
I do not fear the tempting lies
I'm not afraid, my faith won't die.
Night does battle with sunset rays
heaven and hell, through earth they phase
A fight 'tween white and black portrayed
But i'm not afraid of shades of gray."
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