[lyrics by Harry Conklin]
Figures fly across a moonlit bay
Without a sound a figure slips away
Terror strikes a child inside my soul
Shadow Thief will soon play a role
Silent a**a**in clothed in black
Who will play the pawn in his next attack
Many men have lost their lives
at the hands of Shadow Thief
A master of an ancient sk** handed down by priests
Trained in every weapon
known to man and known to beast
Shadow Thief becomes the night
The night becomes Shadow Thief
Silent a**a**in clothed in black,
I can see his next attack
A dozen men have all gathered round
One by one they hit the ground
Shadow Thief cannot be found
Many men have lost their lives
at the hands of Shadow Thief
A master of an ancient sk** handed down by priests
Trained in every weapon
known to man and known to beast
Shadow Thief becomes the night
The night becomes Shadow Thief
Unit #12, we have a code #3 at Mayborne and Blythe
Suspect may be dangerous, we suggest extreme caution
Base, Unit #12 has spotted suspect
Seems to be climbing the wall like a fly
I've never seen anything like it
One moment, Base, suspect somehow vanished
The shadow figure is gone, gone, gone, gone