When man's heart is full of deceit; It burns up, dies; And a dark shadows falls over his soul; From the ashes of a once great man, has risen a curse; A wrong that must be righted; We look to the skies for a vindicator, someone to strike fear into the black hearts of the sane man who created him; The battle between good, and evil has begun; Against an army of shadows, lies the dark warrior; The prevailer of good; With a voice of silence; And a mission of justice; This is Sting.