Fear  - by Preacher John - from '00

I am your Ruler, your Big Brother
Mother Fucker, Back Breaker
And you lay your gifts before me
Oh, you lay your gifts before me
First and foremost
Sweetest and neatest
Bringing all to me
Your sweaty palms and prickling hairs
Goose flesh and loose guts
Give me your fear!
Run to me for shelter from your terror
Tremble at the tabloid news
And I will give you po-lice
To tag and bag and follow you
And keep you safe from yourself
I will wash the colour from your life
And the life from your days
I will suck up your trembling worry
And make you safe
In every way
In a prison of your own devising

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