To The Eye That Leads You

To exist is to fear Fear the I; fear the you Nothing is ever true To the eye that leads you Consequence; There is a consequence What if all you need here turns and walks away from you? What if all you love here never thinks a thing of you? Nothing is ever true To the eye that leads you This is your illness This is your brain Condense; compress all that you will never understand Repress distress, and take comfort in this malady Consequence; There is a consequence What if all you need here turns and walks away from you? What if all you love here never thinks a thing of you?