When he moves, it is that he can not be seen,
Like a shadow that stays, not in the same place.
He moves as the wind moves, never is he observed,
Like time, Just as a ghost moves along without notice.
A phantom, a spirit in the night, exists he does,
If you become the prey, if seeking you becomes
He will find you, not a soul can run from what can not
He is the glimmer man, his job is to eliminate,
Keep from being the hunted, he has a name and knows