Cycle of life and death supposedly <br />Goes 'round and 'round yet it stops with me <br />Glorious hunter of my faith I have sinned <br />Killers are quiet like the breath of the wind <br /> <br />Filling the shadows with forms of my own <br />Raised by kindred of Get I was born <br />Abomination world in disarray <br />Killers are quiet when they seek the vitae <br /> <br />Reflection beckons a portal shard <br />Spiritual quest I must stay in guard <br />Stepping sideways betweens worlds I shift <br />Killers are quiet when they are born with the gift <br /> <br />Beautiful Anguish cast out by my race <br />Now one that's Ageless I save my own face <br />I write my own laws with Death I break bread <br />Killers are quiet when they come from my head <br /> <br />Killers are quiet like the breath of the wind <br />Killers are quiet when they seek the vitae <br />Killers are quiet when they are born with the gift <br />Killers are quiet when they come from my head <br /> <br />Killers are quiet like the breath of the wind <br />Killers are quiet when they seek the vitae <br />Killers are quiet when they are born with the gift <br />Killers are quiet when they come from my head <br /> <br />Killers are quiet like the breath of the wind <br />Killers are quiet when they seek the vitae <br />Killers are quiet when they are born with the gift <br />Killers are quiet when they come from my head <br /> <br />Killers are quiet like the breath of the wind <br />Killers are quiet when they seek the vitae <br />Killers are quiet when they are born with the gift <br />Killers are quiet when they come from my head<br /><br />Crazy Eight<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/5792/
