[Lyric] The Phantom (Zatokrev)

Forced blood salvation boils while we resist
There's no sun
Infected system lets spill the red fluid

Everything is anchored as a grief in stone
Organic spirits whisper
Bleed inward

Rust forges old iron
Stunned while we resist
Cold breath lurks in skulls

Water melts into its reflection
Freeze in time
The snakes conceal their chimera
Feed

The phantom