Pray, boy, pray; she whispered in my ear
With a poison needle aimed right at my fears
As the words of the Litany relieved me
I realized it was I who had decieved me
No Fable, no fiction
Ever made it easy
I will not fear. Fear is the mind killer
I will allow it to pass over me.
When it's gone, only I will remain.
And when she asked me
To tell her of my dreams
She did so only
To decieve
I felt your Gom Jabar
But from mine there's no reprive
I learned the way of the knife
And the cutting will be a relief
I will not fear. Fear is the mind killer
I will allow it to pass over me.
When it's gone, only I will remain.

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