Skinwalker

Have I met you before, cause I feel like your scent is familiar

You just can't be too sure, seems the quiet one's always the killer

So enchanting, charismatic, such a way with words

It's alarming, just how charming, should I be concerned

Each passing moment it's harder to hide what I do

Casting a shadow so dark that it's swallowing you

And then slowly as the clouds rolling away

And exposing the moon making me this way

Have I done it again, don't remember a thing

But I'm covered in blood and you're laying there dead