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.