I see your smile, my instinct tells me to move.
I know you'll track me there too,
but you, you'll be my run.


I see your smile, bony fingers scratch at the moon.
Like Rufina trapped in her tomb,

but you, you'll be there soon.

I see that smile, it makes my blood run cold.


I see your smile, Carrion stinks on your breath.
Sardonic scowl all that's left,

but you, you'll feed the fumes.

I see your smile manifest the face of my death.

Wretched grin that awaits me ahead,
but you, won't get me soon.


I see that smile, it makes my blood run cold.

I hear your breath whisper as it freezes the air.

I see your teeth shimmer as they slice through the night.
I feel your touch scrape as I cling to life,
I know you're waiting.


Waiting, waiting, waiting...
I see your smile.