"The Evil Out of Sight"
A Supernatural Poem
You don't know where my hands have been
Yesterday I could have killed a man
You don't know a single thing
About what I've done for you
Or what it means
You see me and you judge
Because you don't understand
That your family's kept safe
By these rough hands
We get no thanks and we get no praise
Hunters get no glory
For all the days they've saved
But we go on without it
We live for the fight
We're always there protecting you
From the evil out of sight
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