I am the phantom (a spark without form)
I am the phantom (the calm in the storm)
I am the phantom (a thread through the void)
I am the phantom (unbound and unalloyed)
A fleeting shimmer, my edges blur
Through shifting realms where the unknown stirs
Your gaze may pierce, but it finds no rest
I’m the mist that escapes your chest
A world untethered, no walls confine
I drift in whispers, where stars align
Your cage of reason can’t steal my flame
For I’m the whisper, untamed by name
Your rules are threads; they crumble and break
A fragile mirror that bends with each quake
You cast your net, but it tears on my wings
For I’m the silence where freedom sings
I am the phantom (a spark without form)
I am the phantom (the calm in the storm)
I am the phantom (a thread through the void)
I am the phantom (unbound and unalloyed)
The lines you draw dissolve like rain
I tread where shadows shed their chains
Your crafted borders fracture and fade
I am the ripple no hands can cage
Your voice may roar, but it can’t ensnare
I’m the echo drifting through the air
You build a prism to hold my light
But I’ll slip through cracks, beyond your sight
I am the phantom (a spark without form)
I am the phantom (the calm in the storm)
I am the phantom (a thread through the void)
I am the phantom (unbound and unalloyed)
A thousand echoes twist through the haze
Their touch dissolves, but I drift away
The weight of longing fades to a breeze
I’m the horizon where nothing can seize
I am the phantom (the storm’s quiet heart)
I am the phantom (a world torn apart)
I am the phantom (a flame in the sky)
I am the phantom (forever, I fly)
I am the phantom (a spark without form)
I am the phantom (the calm in the storm)
I am the phantom (a thread through the void)
I am the phantom (unbound and unalloyed)
I am the phantom (the storm’s quiet heart)
I am the phantom (a world torn apart)
I am the phantom (a flame in the sky)
I am the phantom (forever, I fly)
I am the phantom... untamed.