Floating in the mists inside your mind
You have no connection to your kind.
Fear cut through the cord that make us safe
We float away we see no sharpened knife
Keeping the eyes blurred is our defence
One that needs no excess maintence
Yet if the lion approaches you and snarls
No fog will save you from his savage arms
Myopia is no aid in jungle war
we wont see the tiger with its claws
Cowards denied Christ he did not fail
Nor did Jonah sleeping in his whale
Floating in your non-existent world
Is safety safe ? Will fog destroy the hail?