Phantasma

Written by：Marios Iliopoulos

Perished are all doubts perished are all fears

Perished into nothingness I found that nothing dies

Stop to reflect stop to resist might as well stop breathing

And cease to exist

You will never get to me I see things you cannot see

And I will never be part of your righteous dream

Let the winds how let the sails fly victorious I will rise

Now watch your deceit fail and my vengeance rise

Jubilant my deafening soaring cry

You spawned the darkness planted deep within

I can see beyond the veils of all your evil schemes

My world painted black stare with empty eyes

At the ruins you left behind of what once was my life

You will never get to me I see things you cannot see

And I will never be part of your righteous dream

You you turned your back you you starved my dreams you a ghost a memory

You you turned your back you you starved my dreams you a ghost a memory

Perished are all doubts perished are all fears

Perished into nothingness I found that nothing dies

Stop to reflect stop to resist might as well stop breathing

And cease to exist

You will never get to me I see things you cannot see

And I will never be part of your righteous dream