Tomoko-chan: Number two outta four! Whee! I'm so glad I can get this over with, because I feel no inspiration from Saito. I hope I do this one okay. Please don't yell at me if I'm bad. ^_^;;
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Saito Haijime: The Murderer

Icy gold and boiling steel

Intertwined in dark of night

Watch them as they long to feel

In the last few instants of your fight

Cock your sword, a terror pose

Their eyes grow wide in fear

It is a sight that few may know

They scream, and yet you can not hear

Begging to the Lord on high

You watch them salvage for their soul

You kill them when their prayer is nigh

And so you, their lives you hold

Smiling grimly at the sight

Sword dangling lifelessly at your side

The metal's heavy, yet it feels light

Compared to the horrors on your mind

Hating, despising, and loathing so much

This feeling like a natural high

You want to feel and caress the touch

And yet you want to let it die.