I'm not there… yet ... I do not sleep.
I'm the winds that blow…
I'm diamond glints on snow…
The sunlight on ripened grain … then gentle autumn rain.
The soft star that shines at night.
When you waken... the mornin' hush,
See me... a swift uplifting rush... racing birds in circling flight.
I'm the Green Phantom
The threat of Darkest spires.
I see through Greed
Opposing Natures Fires
If you suck .... too fat
The Phantom knows where your at.