[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 assassin 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 skill 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 assassin 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 skill 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