(Wow, for the win, that could be it)

Aye

I'm riding the harmonic resonance, breathing in frequencies

Exhaling cumulonimbus come creep with me

Clear out the streets with me, path of the rebel and soon to be martyr

Pact with the devil, agree to oppose I'm divergently digging and peeking out holes

Seeing eye ghost for the lineage voice of the no longer with us

I copy the blueprint, embody the sentience, literal being, yeah

Shadows appear in the evening preventing my slumber with figurative meanings

Mythical meetings with spiritual creatures a species that articulate without speaking

Only through loopholes in the vibration, my body start shaking but heart rate decreasing

The hairs on my arm do a pledge of allegiance

Speaking of pledge I'm the one who would wait it out patiently

Sit til the intercom beeping, I used to like disappointing my teachers

I used to fight with my lungs and my leaders

Sometimes I still light up a blunt for no reason

Injected with grief and I'm numb from the needle but went from a pew to becoming a steeple, uh

Used to be rude and make fun of the priest

Now im the student becoming the preacher

Tongue and the cheek cuz I'm speaking in those

And I'm turning the other one over indecently

Nova releasing, unleashing the light and increasing in brightness before you can see it

Ayy, the phantom seer

The phantom's here, my alias, “The phantom seer"

I hear all voices, ain't no cameras here, the phantoms here

The long lost land of mirrors, folks dangling off chandeliers

Phantom seer

Phantom seer, phantom seer

The phantom seer, phantom seer

Yeah, the phantom seer