Request by JackFrost-The-Sniper
Snipers
Silently he walks,
Stalking in the night,
Waiting for the moment,
In the shadow, out of sight
He locks on his target,
For his gang or for his country,
The only noise, a single shot,
A body left for all to see
He banishes his nightmares,
And prepares for the kill,
To him a way of life, a mission,
To others a murderous deal
Without cloak nor scythe,
He plays his role,
A grim reaper upon the earth,
A better place for him his goal