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