Disguising shadows are congealers,
Traitors, spies and double dealers,
In the street somebody staggers,
Killed again with cloak and dagger.

If somebody tells you that their love is true, don't believe it if they hold a gun to you,
There's cold war tactics hidden in a smiling face,
A pretty kind of poison that will leave no trace.

Disguising shadows are congealers,
Traitors, spies and double dealers,
In the street somebody staggers,
Killed again with cloak and dagger.

If somebody tells you 'bout the master plan, don't believe it if they've got the bloody hands,
Secret agents masked in plastic-molded smiles,
Wolves that stalk the innocent and trusting child.

Disguising shadows are congealers,
Traitors, spies and double dealers,
In the street somebody staggers,
Killed again with cloak and dagger.