I found the tent in shadows deep
Where secrets stir and whispers creep.
He sat within in black array
The magic pulled my breath away.
His hands moved slow with eerie grace
A demon's charm upon his face.
The tricks he spun defied the eye
And left me caught afraid to cry.
He cast his magic on the air
A devil's art beyond compare.
The world around him bent and broke
I feared his spell with every stroke.
His mask remained his silence loud
A phantom cloaked within the crowd.
But when his hands brought forth the flame
I trembled just to speak his name.
He cast his magic through the air
A devil's grip a serpent's snare.
But then he sang the voice so pure
It soared like heaven's only cure.
Was he a demon dark as night?
Or something pure a haunting light?
A phantom's tune a secret sound
That raised the soul from underground.
The mask fell slow a face revealed
A deathly flame that time concealed.
Yet still I stared despite my dread
His song could wake the silent dead.
He cast his voice it filled the room
A phantom's hymn it broke the gloom.
No devil now no fiend in sight
His song became a guiding light.
A devil's mask an angel's sound
A phantom where the lost are found.
Sonic Alchemy - The Devil's Phantom (Observer) Lyrics
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I found the tent in shadows deep
Where secrets stir and whispers creep.
He sat within in black array
The magic pulled my breath away.
His hands moved slow with eerie grace
A demon's charm upon his face.
The tricks he spun defied the eye
And left me caught afraid to cry.
He cast his magic on the air
A devil's art beyond compare.
The world around him bent and broke
I feared his spell with every stroke.
His mask remained his silence loud
A phantom cloaked within the crowd.
But when his hands brought forth the flame
I trembled just to speak his name.
He cast his magic through the air
A devil's grip a serpent's snare.
But then he sang the voice so pure
It soared like heaven's only cure.
Was he a demon dark as night?
Or something pure a haunting light?
A phantom's tune a secret sound
That raised the soul from underground.
The mask fell slow a face revealed
A deathly flame that time concealed.
Yet still I stared despite my dread
His song could wake the silent dead.
He cast his voice it filled the room
A phantom's hymn it broke the gloom.
No devil now no fiend in sight
His song became a guiding light.
A devil's mask an angel's sound
A phantom where the lost are found.
Where secrets stir and whispers creep.
He sat within in black array
The magic pulled my breath away.
His hands moved slow with eerie grace
A demon's charm upon his face.
The tricks he spun defied the eye
And left me caught afraid to cry.
He cast his magic on the air
A devil's art beyond compare.
The world around him bent and broke
I feared his spell with every stroke.
His mask remained his silence loud
A phantom cloaked within the crowd.
But when his hands brought forth the flame
I trembled just to speak his name.
He cast his magic through the air
A devil's grip a serpent's snare.
But then he sang the voice so pure
It soared like heaven's only cure.
Was he a demon dark as night?
Or something pure a haunting light?
A phantom's tune a secret sound
That raised the soul from underground.
The mask fell slow a face revealed
A deathly flame that time concealed.
Yet still I stared despite my dread
His song could wake the silent dead.
He cast his voice it filled the room
A phantom's hymn it broke the gloom.
No devil now no fiend in sight
His song became a guiding light.
A devil's mask an angel's sound
A phantom where the lost are found.
Writer: Anthony Elgan
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid