He sees when you're sleeping,
He sees when you're awake,
He knows you are good and bad,
So fun times are to be had,
First a knife will disappear,
Rising tension from the fear,
A shadow will blur past,
Your heart now racing fast,
There is no escape from him,
Your chance of survival slim,
Do not turn around my friend,
Or you will meet your end.

I made a really evil poem because of that picture/poem combo