(Human)
The sudden flash,
The crash,
A fleeting moment passes by,
The instant shock,
The walk,
Along the cemetery line
(Death)
I see it all,
As I strike,
A blow,
So silent,
So quiet,
So slow
I plan it all
As I watch,
You know,
So patient,
So deadly,
Although,
Lives are taken,
And those I cannot control,
When they have been stolen,
By one of your own
All I can do
Is give one back,
Not to you,
But another of your pack
Only to watch
The youngling grow up,
In vain,
As it once again
Enters this cycle of painless pain