The Lines of Fear - Ghosthill

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