HARDY – PHANTOM DRIVE

Reverse bass rolling, shadows in the light,

Screech leads tearing, festival night.

Hands up, pulse racing, energy flows,

Phantom Drive – feel how it grows.

Kick drums pounding, ground shakes below,

Synths cut sharp, adrenaline grows.

Crowd moving as one, lost in the sound,

Phantom Drive – no limits found.

Melody rides high, bass pulls tight,

Festival frenzy – pure delight.

Hands up, feel the music consume,

Bass and synths ignite the room.

Every drop a wave, every beat a thrill,

Phantom Drive – hands high, feel the chill.

Build-up rising, tension extreme,

Crowd in motion, living the dream.

Sub-bass shaking, lights flash bright,

Phantom Drive – ride the night.

Energy peaks, hearts all aligned,

Hands high! Leave the world behind.

Kick fades, echoes linger long,

Hands still raised, the crowd is strong.

Phantom Drive – festival alive,

Bass and melody forever survive.