Called from the blackest of nights...
Two lovers disturbed from a fight...
Apocalyptic clarity straight ahead...
A lover's oath torn apart into shreds...
And when they hear the pain...
Coming around again...
One threatens their self...
And the other one begs for mercy...
And when the spider is done...
A new web shall be spun...
The path still shines ahead...
Even when lovers are dead
And when she takes out her knives...
To cause more than just fright...
She begins to use on her skin...
All life had died within...
And when they hear the pain...
Coming around again...
One threatens their self...
And the other one begs for mercy...
And when the spider is done...
A new web shall be spun...
The path still shines ahead...
Even when lovers are dead
Onto a newer place
A home with a better face
The way things are meant to be
The spider shall set them free