Then the phantom would speak You are lonely you are weak You are trapped within your shell You are going strait to
As the phantom raised his hand You are at his command He throws you on the floor And he calls you a
As the phantom had turned I had used what I had learned Put the sword right through his head Now the phantom is dead
Then we run as the walls start to fall Rocks are smashing all around And the battle is now done We have conquered we have won And the phantom is in hell Or is he.
