The Shadow's Hand

[Verse] In the dusky embrace of the crescent moon Where shadows dance and secrets croon Sertan moves like a whisper's tale A silent breeze in the midnight pale [Verse 2] His hands are cold His heart a void He’s the ghost that leaves towns destroyed Servants whisper Their voices faint Of his vanishing acts and tainted paint [Chorus] He slips through the dark Unseen and unheard A phantom A wraith Just a fleeting word Blending with shadows He becomes the night Disappearing swiftly Out of sight [Verse 3] They say no mercy in his steely eyes A specter formed from the night's own lies Taking targets with a surgeon’s grace Leaving nothing but an empty space [Verse 4] His path is stained with silent doom An echo in an empty room No trail No trace No ash No bone Just stories spun in a hushed tone [Chorus] He slips through the dark Unseen and unheard A phantom A wraith Just a fleeting word Blending with shadows He becomes the night Disappearing swiftly Out of sight