You say it terrifies you,
But it's only ever tantalized you
With the promise of exactly what you want.

The very thing you're made of
Is the very thing you're so afraid of
And the reason it has chosen you to haunt.

Don't deny it anymore... (x4)

Fear...
Fear...
Fear is an open door.
It's own reward.
Fear...
Fear...
Fear is an open door.
It's own reward.

You swear you don't invite it,
Yet already you appear excited
By the prospect of a shiver down your spine.

You try in vain to fake it,
Though it's clear it leaves you feeling naked,
And it's always in the shadows of your mind.

Only those who dare
Get to be aware (fear is an open door...)
What a treat it is... what a trick it is...
To be scared.