The Sniper's Notes

I'm Skilled Enough Making No Haste I Opened My Case To Assemble My Gun The Sentence Declared The Eye for the Sight I Was Holding My Breathing Making No Haste I pulled the trigger My job was over It was the shot Within an instant Target had been hit Poor thing was lying With a hole in the head I'm Skilled Enough Making No Haste I Opened My Case To Assemble My Gun The Sentence Declared There's No Trouble Why I Am Who I Am Consider Me a Hangman All the Answers On the Barrel's Tip