• Black as night,
    Sleeker than a midnight's dream,
    More mysterious than Satan,
    Eyes glowing golden-green,
    I prowl through the jungles of your darkest dreams,
    I leap through the air, with a cry that sends chills up the spine of the night air,
    You will not see me, for I blend in with the dark,
    The last you'll ever think or feel when I strike is the agonizingly beautiful pain of my claws and teeth,
    For I am the Black Panther.