The year is 2000
My letter of love
Not love but a way
To bait your nimble mind
Exploiting windows files
Trojan virus spreading
From machine to machine
You think you're safe but you're not
I am the phantom byte
Traveling through the night
In the web I hide
You can't escape my sight
I was taken down
Twenty years ago now
But my impact felt
In every keystroke sound
I am the ghost in code
In servers I abode
A piece of history
That just won't let you be x2
I am the phantom byte
Traveling through the night
In the web I hide
You can't escape my sight