The wind blows, fierce and strong

Lurking in the shadows is a tall man

The man doesn't have a face, blank

He creeps slowing, stalking his next victims

The wind blows, fierce and strong

The shadow man smiles, an evil smile

His teeth are rotten and brown as sharp as knifes

That evil smile

His victim knows he's watching as is prepaired

He slowly walks up to her, with that evil smile

But he doesn't know what awaits him

The girl pulls out her knife and thrushes it in his gut

The shadow man howls and cries, dying

She looks down at the tall shadow man

With an evil smile