Ravvin. Fear

The Terrible Fear's penetrating in me,
I'm immersing in gloom.
The Fear's stinging as does wild bee,
To live such a life is the doom.
I'll always be running from death
Which following me in the dark;
I'll constantly feel dreadful breath,
I'll always be somebody's mark.
And where is the exit, the end of this madness
That's gnawing my soul and my mind?
The Great Fear whispers: "The end is the sadness,
The grief. They will embrace the mankind.
You'll never die, but suffer every day,
You're doomed to be exile,
You'll never find the proper way.
You'll see what is the Fear's smile."