No one really knows
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Where this man comes from
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Or if he has a name
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He moved from town to town
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And forging his own way
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Without shame he played his game
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No allies and no friends
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He leaves no traces bahind
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There is no proof who's to blame
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As the legend starts to rise
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The night is filled with shadows
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Blood and lies
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[Chorus:]
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Just like a phantom blends in the night
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Making his way in the dark
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He's realizing the end is near
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Haunted by a curse
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Second sight
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Looking for more pain
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Driving him insane
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It's all that he is living for
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Excitement in his veins
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Burning every day
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Fighting his internal war
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As the legend starts to rise
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The night is filled with shadows
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Blood and lies
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[Chorus]
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Second sight
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[Solo: Matias]
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[Chorus]
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Second sight
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A phantom blends in the night
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Making his way
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Second sight
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Second Sight
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Stratovarius |