Fear of the unknown and disdain for the known
The immovable object meets the unstoppable force
And you're caught in the middle.

Driven to move but averse to what's out there
Hating the now but afraid of the future.

You know fear and excitement are similar things
And the scariest part of the strobe is the darkness
For when light is gone, the unknown is there:
The vampire -- the lover --
Or both.