Before the curtains close, part one

You move so slowly
It's almost as if you know
That I am watching you
I can see your every move
From the comfort of this tree

And now he's getting you undressed
I close my eyes, though it's all in my head
He plays there every night
Well, this is the last time
As tomorrow he'll be...

I'll extract his teeth
And make them into a necklace for you
A small token to apologise
For the pain I'll put you through

Now he's getting you undressed
I close my eyes, though it's all in my head
He plays there every night
Well, this is the last time
As tomorrow he'll be...