(Lyrics by Harry Conklin)    In the darkened days of old  The law was the sword    Yes, it was long ago  There was a strong man  Who lived by the sword  He was being chased  By a strong and mighty hoard  Lying in the bushes  To hide from the rest  He suddenly hears the cries  Of a maiden in distress    And you see flashing blades of steel  Tear the flesh from the bone  Cries of quarter is his last dying breath  With one eye on the boat  And the other on the woman  He hastily flees from the rest    Rowing day and night  Not stopping in his way  Though tales of woe were spoken by the girl  He gently falls asleep  Then awakes on the shore  The story at last unfurls    Not knowing where they rested  They awakened in a temple  Of the shadows of that she fears  Sleep ensnares the both of them  And just like a dream  A demon in black appears    Running like the wind  She startles the man  Screaming cries of help  You say it's not a dream  These demons are real  You need to get a hold of yourself    Iron Shadows  Five demons in black  Iron Shadows  The moonlight prepares the attack    Not knowing where they rested  They awakened in a temple  Of the shadows seen in trees  An ape, standing upright  With hunger in his eyes  It's death will come quickly with ease    Slaying the beast  A few inches from fate  He hears many a crewmen die  Running to the ship  He captures the rest  They set sail for the Eastern sky    Iron Shadows  Five demons in black  Iron Shadows  The moonlight prepares the attack    'Crucify the kings and   Defile the queens  Burn the cities in fire  Slay the enemies  See them driven before me  This is my only desire'