Mass - Aiboforcen

I’m terrified of

Tradition

Gathering of energy

Friend acting like enemy

Life becomes mission

Garotting my grace

Pulling me down

Making me drown

Under the glass

Inside the mass

I’m terrified

I’m terrified

I’m petrified by

Prediction

Wandering of particle

Trend acting like tentacle

Light becomes fission

Smothering my space

Pulling me down

Making me drown

Behind the gas

Within the mass

I’m petrified

I’m petrified

I’m terrified

I’m petrified