League of Shadows
Like thieves in the night
Collectors of lives
Within the dark they strike unnoticed
Each trained how to fight
In the absence of light
Their methods lie cloaked in silence
Souls who've lost their way
With nowhere to go
Have now found a place
Among the league of shadows
Each masked in disguise
Speaking only lies
Bearing the mark of the order
Skilled to conceal and hide
And if need be die
Many a man they've dispatched to their maker
Souls who've lost their way
With nowhere to go
Have now found a place
Among the league of shadows
The league of shadows
Among the league of shadows
Dismissed as ghosts or dreams
The gatherer of screams
Stalking reapers with a sole purpose
A price to be paid
Passage to the grave
Death without a face walks among us
Souls who've lost their way
With nowhere to go
Have now found a place
Among the league of shadows
Masters of the blade
With names now unknown
Have now found a place
Among the league of shadows
Writer/s: Gary Tarplee, Norman Skinner
