Phantasma

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 howl
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
You turned your back
You
Yo 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