Killers Are Quiet

Killers Are Quiet
Cycle of life and death supposedly
Goes 'round and 'round yet it stops with me
Glorious hunter of my faith I have sinned
Killers are quiet like the breath of the wind

Filling the shadows with forms of my own
Raised by kindred of Get I was born
Abomination world in disarray
Killers are quiet when they seek the vitae
Reflection beckons a portal shard
Spiritual quest I must stay on guard
Stepping sideways between worlds I shift
Killers are quiet when they're born with the gift
Beautiful anguish, casat out by my race
Now one that's ageless I save my own face
I write my own laws, with death
I break bread
Killers are quiet when they come from my head
La canción 'Killers Are Quiet' de Slipknot explora el ciclo de vida y muerte, sugiriendo que se repite una y otra vez pero que se detiene en el cantante. Se presenta como un cazador glorioso de su fe pero reconoce haber pecado...