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Phantom Love
Dance with the Phantom in the mist,
Let it haunt you, hold you tight.
As its touch ignites and twists,
It's the wrongest kind of right.
Deep down, you sense the sorrow,
As its whispers taint your mind.
Draping dark...
Let it haunt you, hold you tight.
As its touch ignites and twists,
It's the wrongest kind of right.
Deep down, you sense the sorrow,
As its whispers taint your mind.
Draping dark...
