No one really knows
 Where this [bad word] from
 Or if he has a name

 He moved from town to town
 And forging his own way
 Without shame he played his game

 No allies and no friends
 He leaves no traces bahind
 There is no proof who's to blame

 As the legend starts to rise
 The night is filled with shadows
 Blood and lies

 [bad word] ]
 Just like a phantom blends in the night
 Making his way in the dark
 He's realizing the end is near
 Haunted by a curse

 Second sight

 Looking for more pain
 Driving him insane
 It's all that he is living for

 Excitement in his veins
 Burning every day
 Fighting his internal war

 As the legend starts to rise
 The night is filled with shadows
 Blood and lies

 [bad word] 

 Second sight

 [Solo: Matias]

 [bad word] 

 Second sight

 phantom blends in the night
 Making his way
 Second sight