Your Lust for My Fear

That common encounter with people who make you feel incredibly inferior.

A true desire, long hungered for
The darkest of sins awaits at the front door
An inescapable stranger, clearing its path
An undeniable torment with an unspeakable wrath
The opportunity of an invitiation as long been gone
Yet here I step aside like a foolish pawn
I have everything to hide, but it appears to be clear
That my strategy, my battle, has been shot down by fear
In solitude it roams finding nothing of a treasure
Except for my undeniable fear which you find a true pleasure
Thinking of an escape route but I'm at a complete loss
Back at my front door awaits a stranger whose path I dare not cross