Blade Bearer

The cold edge...of steel
Mortality to inflict...
Guards this man's heart,
Given to the worthy, more precious Than gold

So I am told

Silk...sheathed in steel
Only the blind can't see
Past the deadly gaze...
They shall cease to be

So I am told

Silk to silk and steel to steel
A true heart can pass
Heavenly treasures await
For those Who know...the secret
Of the sleeping cobra.

So I am told