Phantom
Khold Lyrics


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Hjemsøkt av lys og morgenvind.
Spinkel og hvitmalt pike.
Som fugl uten vinger svever hun inn.
Han fant aldri barneliket

Han kaster og krummer sin aldrende kropp
I mardrøm fra stjernenetter.
Han fant ikke pikens sjelslatte kropp.
Han kaster seg , fryser og svetter.

Han rives fra drømmen av barneskrik,
Han våkner i venterkald angstjaget køye.
Rett over sengen der svever hun hvit,
Og stirrer ham rett inn i faderlig øye.

Jaget av fortid, forfulgt av sitt blod,
Beriket med rivende skrekk.




Måne og nattevind, skoger og sno.
Spor langs en istrukken bekk.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Khold's song Phantom paint a haunting picture of a man who is haunted by the ghost of a young girl. The first stanza describes the girl's appearance, as she floats into the room like a bird without wings, and the man's failed attempt to find her body. The second stanza portrays the man's desperation as he tosses and turns in his sleep, tormented by nightmares of starry nights and the missing girl. His fear intensifies as he wakes to the sound of a child's scream, and sees the girl hovering over his bed, staring at him.


The third and final stanza hints at a dark past that may explain the man's obsession with the ghostly apparition. He is plagued by his own blood and haunted by the moon, the wind, and the snow. He follows the tracks of a frozen stream as he tries to outrun his demons. The overall tone of the song is eerie and foreboding, with lyrics that suggest the man is trapped in a never-ending cycle of fear and despair.


Line by Line Meaning

Hjemsøkt av lys og morgenvind.
Haunted by light and morning wind.


Spinkel og hvitmalt pike.
A fragile and white-painted girl.


Som fugl uten vinger svever hun inn.
She floats in like a bird without wings.


Han fant aldri barneliket
He never found the child's corpse.


Han kaster og krummer sin aldrende kropp
He throws and twists his aging body.


I mardrøm fra stjernenetter.
In nightmares from starry nights.


Han fant ikke pikens sjelslatte kropp.
He didn't find the girl's soulless body.


Han kaster seg , fryser og svetter.
He throws himself, shivers and sweats.


Han rives fra drømmen av barneskrik,
He's ripped from his dream by children's screams,


Han våkner i venterkald angstjaget køye.
He wakes up in a cold and anxious bunk.


Rett over sengen der svever hun hvit,
Right over the bed she hovers white,


Og stirrer ham rett inn i faderlig øye.
And stares straight into his paternal eye.


Jaget av fortid, forfulgt av sitt blod,
Hunted by the past, pursued by his blood,


Beriket med rivende skrekk.
Enriched with ripping terror.


Måne og nattevind, skoger og sno.
Moon and night wind, forests and snow.


Spor langs en istrukken bekk.
Tracks along a frozen stream.




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