[or "The Formidable and Intoxicating Benefits of the Ultimate Cloaking Armor"]

I'm holding my breath

As I fly through the vault

Beyond the reach of death

I'm a Phantonaut

I'm invisible

Fully permeable

For my diving armor

Subsoil is water

No way to feel me

No touch, nothing to hear

Inside my mandorla

I'm here for no one

I am far too wise

To risk losing my life

Sheltered in my new skin

I will always win

No one can hurt me

No one can save me

All locked up in my shell

You can't hear me yell

I'm holding my breath

As I fly through the vault

Beyond the reach of death

I'm a Phantonaut

To better fathom

The world's actuality

I have cut myself from

Its reality

No one standing on my way

For I am the hyper ghost

To no force I will obey

No one kills a Phantonaut

I can dive in the underworld

Lurk among the rising dead

Even stars can't get me burned

Shot my body into space

Is it just a dream?

Am I or am I not

A Phantonaut?