Shadowman Urgent

(Introduction – urgent guitar riff kicks in hard, sax teases)

You're not alone tonight… he's watching…

(Verse 1 – urgent driving beat, Foreigner-style urgent vocals)

Late night in Warrington, St Elphin's tower glows,

hooded shadow moving where the moonlight flows.

They say it's Elphin, noble blood from the west,

Urien's line still burning in his chest.

Sent by young Oswald from Dal Riada's shore,

to plant the cross where the old gods ruled before.

(Pre-Chorus – tension builds, sax starts to wail)

Oswald the saint, exile turned king,

brought fire from Iona on a warrior's wing.

But Penda was waiting with his deceitful blade,

ambushed the king while his guard was betrayed.

(Chorus – full urgent Foreigner energy, massive choir + brass, sax ripping over everything)

It's urgent! Shadowman is coming for you!

He's walking these halls, what you gonna do?

Penda mendax! Penda traditor!

Deceiver of kings, eternal traitor!

He's urgent! The Shadowman won't let you go!

From father to son the story is told!

Elphin still walks where the candles burn low!

Shadowman… Shadowman… he's urgent!

(Verse 2 – urgent drive continues, sax solo energy)

Thirty years after Maserfield's bloody fight,

Elphin took the faith into the pagan night.

Nobody knows how the missionary fell,

but the church still remembers and the legends still tell.

Cumbrian blood, Urien's fire in his veins,

now a ghostly monk breaking every chain.

(Bridge – sax wails hard, choir spits Latin curses over urgent rhythm)

"Traditor! Mendax! Damnatus est!"

The curses keep ringing, they never find rest!

From Ethelfrith's conquest to Oswald's last breath,

the Shadowman carries the weight of that death!

(Chorus reprise – even bigger, full desperate urgent energy, choir screaming)

It's urgent! Shadowman is coming for you!

He's walking these halls, what you gonna do?

Penda mendax! Penda traditor!

Deceiver of kings, eternal traitor!

He's urgent! The Shadowman won't let you go!

From father to son the story is told!

Elphin still walks where the candles burn low!

Shadowman… Shadowman… he's urgent!

(Outro – urgent riff fades into ghostly choir + distant sax wail, final Latin curse echo)

He's urgent…

Penda mendax…

He's urgent…

Shadowman…