A man dressed in red
With sweet, enticing words
And a song so harmonizing
Like the tune of a bird's

Cold midnight wind
Played with his crimson cloak
He whistled a song
And my silence broke

"Who are you?
Why are you here?"
Quick was his response
He whispered in my ear

"The time is come
You are near
And at last
I do appear.

Whom am I you might ask
But do not dread
I cannot hurt you
I am the Phantom in Red

I will show you
Things no one else sees
The locked up secrets of the world
And I have the keys"