The Lines of Fear

Ghosthill

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My name is “Artist of demonic screams”
My name is “Artist of transparent tears”
I paint a picture in your changing mind
The lines of fear appear inside

In a world of my painted fear there is no compromise
There is no mercy, no regret, only your cries

Become a puppet in my hands
Become a slave in heavy chains
Take off the fetters breaking fate
If your fear doesn't stop my hate

In a world of my painted fear there is no compromise
There is weakness and loneliness in your bloody eyes

Your fear doesn't stop my hate
Your fear doesn't stop my hate
Your fear doesn't stop my hate

In a world of my painted fear there is no compromise
Just broken lines, broken figures of your paradise

In a world of my painted fear there is no compromise
There is no mercy, no regret, only your cries