3EyedCrow - Silent Grin Lyrics

Painted white, dripping red. Art's on the hunt and you're already dead
No words, no sound, just a grin. So why? You'll see your end in his hollow eyes
He steps from the shadows, a mime of dread. The only act he knows is painting you red
A blackened heart, a bag of tricks. Your fate is sealed with a hacksaw's twist
He doesn't laugh, he doesn't cry. Just a silent stare as you beg and die
The blade gleams bright, his canvas your skin. Art's masterpiece is where nightmares begin
He tears through the dark with a twisted flare. Every scream, a brushstroke in the air
No rhyme, no reason, just carnage and art. A blood-slicked smile, your life torn apart
The silent grin, the endless stare. Art's in the room and death's in the air
A mime of murder, a clown of pain. Your life's his canvas, he'll drive you insane
He moves like a shadow, he strikes like a blade. Every kill a masterpiece
He's made from the hacksaw's edge to the piercing spike. He carves out terror you'll never fight
No mercy given, no words to speak, just the sound of your breath
As it grows weak, the mask hides nothing. The smile's the key to the horror he loves and the death he set free
He plays with his prey like a puppet on strings. Pulling at fear until your soul sings
Every scream's a symphony, every cut a note. He writes his story in the blood of your throat
The silent grin, the endless stare. Art's in the room and death's in the air
A mime of murder, a clown of pain. Your life's his canvas, he'll drive you insane
No escape, no light, no hope to run. The show's just starting, the act's begun
Art's not a man, he's death in disguise. A grinning shadow under blood-soaked skies
He doesn't need applause, your terror's enough. Every kill he crafts is pure and rough
No curtains fall, the stage is your tomb. And Art will grin as he seals your doom
The silent grin, the endless stare. Art's in the room and death's in the air
A mime of murder, a clown of pain. Your life's his canvas, he'll drive you insane
So laugh if you dare, but it won't last long. Art's in the shadows and you're in his song
No words, no mercy, just the sound of screams. Art the clown, the killer of dreams