Picking splinters from my finger tips just to pass the time

Mindfully preparing to see you suffer

Waiting, waiting, the anticipation's weighing down

The truth will be revealed in a violent form

Now love me til' death

Suffer

The aroma of your sins is in my grasp

Your perfidy fuels the hunt

Collecting the fear you exude from my presence

Oh, I can just smell it

Shroud your worry as your scurry to conceal yourself

But I can tell you know I'm coming for your throat

Suffer like me

Paint me my true colors

You were the one who bled them together

See me

Fear me