Haunt of Fear - Diskreet

Haunt of fear*

I am horror, I am grim

A monster to all the haunt of fear

Maker of hell, your end is near

It’s good to hurt other people

It’s good to make them scream

I forget what look like

I forget about the fear

The screams, so horrid, the screams

The dead turn in their graves

Moaning and begging and praying to the gods

You fucking abomination

I can’t hold back

I scream, I snarl, munching like an idiot child

Stripping the bones clean

Tortured by the sight of your face, despised

Choking back vomit and spit

My god, what a mess

My suffering

I am horror, I am grim

A monster to all the haunt of fear

Maker of hell, your end is near

Grueling and watched by spineless spectators

Become vengeance, demented

Changing all the rules, tormented

Choking back those lies

Condemned to shadows of the world

Disgusting though their eyes

A two faced creature on all fours

A dark place, so lonely, so hungry, so starved

Pale blue flesh, boils and blisters

A slack jawed retard

I am haunt of fear

Fear