The man with the white smile and glowing red eyes
When you finally see him it will be a surprise

He stays in the shadows, so he cannot be seen
But as he smiles upon you, you will want to scream

However, nothing will come, not a crack from your voice
It is in this true fear, where he will rejoice

He feeds off your horror with a mischievous pose
What he will do to you, oh he already knows

He may inch somewhat closer or may stay right there
Either way, it will be quite the scare

For the night you first see him, you'll already know
He will haunt you forever, there's nowhere to go

You'll see his eyes first and then a white grin
Whomever created this monster, it was a terrible sin

Tonight you may live and tomorrow you could, too
But he's always lurking around a corner, just to say boo

To pray you don't see him again would be very wise
But he has picked you, the man with the white smile and glowing red eyes

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