The Afterbirth - Tightening the Screws

The musk anoints my nose

Subtle expressions, body languages, just intuition, predators mission
As pungent a musk as noses could trust
Like dogs in the night not guided by sight
Fasten the screws tighter
The only thing that they see is a cloud that looks like smoke
By the time they go to scream they can only utter croaks
Pray, but not for me
Pray, The only way you know how
Pray, but not for me
Pray, you fucking coward