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The Phantom Patriot!The Phantom Patriot!Creeping, ever creeping,Like a fox in the nightTurning wrongs into right.He only works alone.With a crossbow on his shoulderAnd a saber at his side,With random guns and knives.His mask is white as bone.The Phantom Patriot!The Phantom Patriot! He's come to save the day!The Phantom Patriot! The Phantom Patriot! He's come to save the day!Yes, he's come to save the day!Roaming through the compoundWith a formulated plan,There to help his fellow manAt this decisive point in time.The Bohemians of The GroveDon't see it quite the same.Smelling danger in his gameThey dub his quest a crime.Letras de cancionesThe Phantom Patriot!The Phantom Patriot! He's come to save the day!The Phantom Patriot!The Phanton Patriot! Yes he's come to save the day,So cast your fears away!Searching for his quarryThrough the elite Redwood maze.He's well provisioned for the daysAnd nights he must remain alert.And though it's not intended,Our hero soon is apprehended.With "Phantom Patriot" in sharpieWritten boldly 'cross his shirt.The Phantom Patriot!The Phantom Patriot! He's come to save the day!Yes, he's come to save the day!The Phantom Patriot!The Phanton Patriot! Yes he's come to save the dayAnd to help you cast your fears away! From Letras Mania