The Last Of The Phantoms

Blue-eyed phnatoms are raining down...
They're my dungeon, they're the norfolks...
Say, would you kill me for another time?...
'Cause I can't bear the silence, the way the rain is coming down...
"Here's no exit, here's no door and six lifes are still to die" I am reading on the glassy scale...
Treetops on fire, I tumble and twirl...
And naked thoughts in my mind...
Tell me, where did I came from?...
So what is my name now, when I lie into your arms?...
Are you my next death?...
Or are you the last of the phantoms...