Silent Stranger, Pt. III: In the Shadows

In the heat of the setting sun, appears the man who rivals no one With his axe resting in his hand, he never fears when he takes a stand The people hide and don't say a word, always afraid of the sounds they've heard He walks alone nobody on his side, looking around for a place to hide In the shadows, down where nobody knows, there's a place he goes, in the shadows The only light are the stars and moon, the streets this night have an eerie gloom He won't look back on the deeds he's done, he doesn't care of all the fights he's won Strange sounds coming from the west, as he descends into darkness Blood and sweat running down his face, as he vanishes without a trace In the shadows, down where nobody knows, there's a place he goes, in the shadows In the shadows, down where nobody knows, there's a place he goes, in the shadows In the shadows, In the shadows, In the shadows, In the shadows