as i look through the blackened night
the phantom is in my sight
i listen closely for his call
i only hear him that is all
...
it feels like bad news is all i hear
everyone just runs in fear
wishing for a better home
something new something unknown
...
To finish what never ends
is hard to just begin
but you will strike
or you'll never rise
...
There i see in front of me the man
he sits acting tough and lying of his wealth
but the truth inside eats at him
makes him feel empty
...
I see your pain you try to ot to show
the pain in your sleave starts to grow
and you try to rely on a knife
blood flow out your arm, and you life
...
i write song im 13 and i have a and. im not a cheseey band im metal not new metal but 80's speed trash metal)
The Phantom
as i look through the blackened night
the phantom is in my sight
i listen closely for his call
i only hear him that is all
then he screams a deafening sound
then i realize what i found
the phantom is calling for me
i look closer so i can see
then he brings me to a World Of Hate
then i realize about his fate
the phantom does not want to die
so i scream why why why
its up to me to make the choice
the phantom screams his dieing voice
but i guess my choice was wrong
now i feel i don't belong
i looked in the mirror to see what I've become
and the in the reflection i'm The Phantom
hey i love this. very true; makes you think