Phantasm Lyrics

	She feels a cold breeze,
	at night, she hears distant cries.
	She is just a child but still she knows
	The girl in the mirror is not herself
	Just a phantasm of death to become
	These deep delusions are too grave for a child to bear
	Thus all this trauma haunts her for life until the end.
	She sees atrocious things,
	at night, she perceives the fear in their minds.
	She is just a child, but still she knows when it's time
	The little boy running in the fields is not real
	Just a burning soul of a soon dead one
	These deep delusions are too grave for a child to bear
	Thus all this trauma haunts her for life until the end.
	These deep delusions are too grave for a child to bear
	Thus all this trauma haunts her for life until the end.
	Now she finally sees herself in the mirror: beauty lost.
	The answer to mystery of her life, is now clear
	death… death… death… death…

	She feels a cold breeze,
	at night, she hears distant cries.
	She is just a child but still she knows
	The girl in the mirror is not herself
	Just a phantasm of death to become
	These deep delusions are too grave for a child to bear
	Thus all this trauma haunts her for life until the end.
	She sees atrocious things,
	at night, she perceives the fear in their minds.
	She is just a child, but still she knows when it' s time
	The little boy running in the fields is not real
	Just a burning soul of a soon dead one
	These deep delusions are too grave for a child to bear
	Thus all this trauma haunts her for life until the end.
	These deep delusions are too grave for a child to bear
	Thus all this trauma haunts her for life until the end.
	Now she finally sees herself in the mirror: beauty lost.
	The answer to mystery of her life, is now clear
	death death death death

	She feels a cold breeze,
	at night, she hears distant cries.
	She is just a child but still she knows
	The girl in the mirror is not herself
	Just a phantasm of death to become
	These deep delusions are too grave for a child to bear
	Thus all this trauma haunts her for life until the end.
	She sees atrocious things,
	at night, she perceives the fear in their minds.
	She is just a child, but still she knows when it' s time
	The little boy running in the fields is not real
	Just a burning soul of a soon dead one
	These deep delusions are too grave for a child to bear
	Thus all this trauma haunts her for life until the end.
	These deep delusions are too grave for a child to bear
	Thus all this trauma haunts her for life until the end.
	Now she finally sees herself in the mirror: beauty lost.
	The answer to mystery of her life, is now clear
	death death death death

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