In the depths of all that is sac-red
Where the dark-ness blinds all
The spir-it-u-al art-i-facts in a heap be-low the wall
In the an-cient tomb of wis-dom
Where there is no light
Lives a soul who creeps, while he reaps
THE MAN OF THE NIGHT!

In a de-press-ing lair he climbs the stairs
With-out a torch, with-out a flame
A med-ie-val throne a-dorned with bones
Is where he stakes his claim
But fi-re is a my-ster-y
And he knows not of bright
A jag-ged edge up-on a ledge
THE MAN OF THE NIGHT!

Well, the at-mo-sphere is un-ho-ly
And the flow-ers are with-ered and gone
A chill-ing kind of air runs down the spine
Of an-y-one who dares to walk up-on
The land of this my-ster-i-ous soul
Whose name in-du-ces fright
He's twis-ted and eer-ie, crook-ed and lee-ry
THE MAN OF THE NIGHT!  (Man of the night) (Man of the night)
MAN OF THE NIGHT MAN OF THE NIGHT
MAN OF THE NIGHT MAN OF THE NIGHT
(Not the) man of the day
Of that he is no way!
All right!  All right!  All right!
The man, man, man of the night!

But one day, a brave young la-dy de-ci-ded to ven-ture where she ought not
Her blonde hair and smile i-llum-in-ate-d all
I guess you could say she was prett-y hot
Prett-y soon she found her-self up-on the ar-ea
Where you could find our an-tag-o-nist
Her good looks cast a bea-con of light
As she wan-dered through the my-ster-i-ous mist
The night-man, sul-king, saw her con-fu-sion
In an in-stant he star-ted to change
He crept up be-hind her, pinned her down
And his thoughts they did re-a-rra-ange
This gir-l felt a strange a-ttrac-tion as the liv-ing le-gend had his way-ay
It was an o-ppo-site a-ttrac-tion, and pret-ty soon
The man was in-tro-duced to the day!
But the le-gend lives on
A-bout the man so dark
That up-on hi-stor-y he did leave his ma-ark
But now he is loved, and all is right
For the ma-e-a-e-an, the ma-e-a-e-an
THE MA-E-A-E A-E-A-E-A-E-A-E-AN OF THE NIGH-E-IGHT!