Ghost On A Tightrope Songtext / Lyric

The time of innocence, do you remember?

To push the limits of your consciousness.

You closed your eyes and your mind too.

Opened up the door to the other side.

It occupies your time, fills the void within you,

but happiness is just an illusion.



The ghost of you, walking on a tightrope.

The ghost of you, a war without an enemy.

The ghost of you,

your fantasy is turning into insanity.






With curtains closed you hide from the outside world,

but you cannot hide from what's inside of you.

It swallowed you whole and spat out the pieces.

Now you're just waiting for salvation.

It occupies your time, fills the void within you,

but happiness is just an illusion.



The ghost of you, walking on a tightrope.

The ghost of you, a war without an enemy.

The ghost of you,

your fantasy is turning into insanity.



A cold wind blows inside your bones.

A fall into oblivion with your angels and demons.

You claim to be so far apart,

still it has claws around your heart.

You got nothing else to fill the void with.

Nothing else will replace the fantasy.

When will we see the final nail in the coffin?