Spinning, spinning, spinning
I feel my head is spinning
A gut wrenching feeling
Nausea is rising
Fear has come to stay

My lips are dry
My head feels heavy
Where is the tomorrow that promised to come?

The children's cries
The mother's tears
Fear is on the rise again

The boots are coming
I hear them coming
Where is a safe place to hide?

Who do I save,
Who can I save?
How much does fear control my mind?

I hear them coming,
The boots are coming
Who will save me tonight?

Fear has come to stay this time.?