Intruder New Blood Version

I know Something about opening windows and Doors. I know How to move quietly, to creep across creaky wooden Floors. I know Where to find precious things in all your cupboards And drawers. Slipping the clippers, slipping the clippers through The telephone wires. This sense of isolation, this sense of Isolation inspires me. I Like To feel the suspense when I'm certain you know I am there. I like You lying awake, your bated breath charging the Air. I like The touch and the smell of all the pretty Dresses you wear. Intruders happy in the dark. Intruder come. Intruder come and he leave his mark, Leave his mark. Mark. mark. I Am the Intruder