[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