Without a Trace

Silent stalking
Covert walking
Stinging hands from a frozen blade -

Slowly creeping
Soggy seeping
Must promptly complete the crusade -

Pressure mounting
Heart is pounding
Hovering over dormant prey -

Vicious thrusting
Sternum busting
Staggered gasping in disarray -

Quickly thawing
Victim clawing
Flowing crimson tide drowns the pain -

Slowly dying
Spirit flying
The result of meeting your bane -

Frosty blading
Softly fading...
Ghosts rise up; bodies are mundane.