So Close

The Phantom moves 'cross rooftops now
As panic riles below
The death of cops was projected to all
They thought themselves unguarded

But from the dust the Flight rises
Projected from the middle
HIs voice made big for all to hear
Attention turns to him

All the city's protectors are gone
Destroyed by just one man
Now he'd come to take their place
They'd give him their respect

But in his speech the smoke rises
Pervading everywhere
The Phantom man tackles the Flight
A second fight ensues

The Flight rises with blades so thick
And dives to take his foe
All the blinded people hear
Are shouts and desperate screams

And through it all the clock still ticks
Bringing nearer death
The Flight has one more foe to kill
And then he'd meet his goal.


Next Week: Evil vs. Good