A Man Afraid of Dyin'

Often seeds of childhood pain give birth to weeds of lifelong terror

Mental myth assumes a form supporting human thinking error

Those who know their deeper minds will see the truth and not fear death

Grim reaper is mere fantasy for spectres breathe no living breath

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There is no fear but fear itself, “Be Free" the wise man said.

A man afraid of dyin' is a man already dead

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I contemplated what he'd said the mystery of Grim Reaper's power

How is it that his menace grows this fear of death the final hour

We fear what we do not perceive out of our mental ignorance

Grim reaper sprouts from solid roots in such a fertile circumstance

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There is no fear but fear itself, “Be Free" the wise man said

A man afraid of dyin' is a man already dead

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All that glitters is not gold your world is subject to decay

While you seek to soothe your soul temptation steals your heart away

Where rust corrupts and moths destroy illusions flourish in full measure

Seek the truth inside yourself, you’ll find a fountainhead of pleasure

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Take no thought for food or drink don’t worry for a bed

A man afraid of dyin' is a man already dead

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I thought of all the worldly trappings cars and clothes and diamond rings

Perhaps he's right true ecstasy cannot be found in worldly things

Distractions by the tangible convince the mind to search amiss

In solitude we learn to find the path of truth to mental bliss

Take no thought for food or drink don't worry for a bed

A man afraid of dyin' is a man already dead

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Accept your destiny for your creator does not make mistakes

There are no three sides to each story truth is not a side one takes

Things are always as they should be that’s the truth you'll come to know

Every moment offers you the opportunity to grow

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Don't be afraid to venture forth where angels fear to tread

A man afraid of dyin' is a man already dead

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When you can perceive your beauty in the mirrors you embrace

You will see how self-acceptance leads one to the state of grace

Harbinger of power grace is fear not to follow sound advice

This greatest gift the gift of grace does not come without sacrifice

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Don't be afraid to venture forth where angels fear to tread

A man afraid of dyin' is a man already dead

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