The Spider Lyrics


You were inescapable

I saw your frosted webbing

In the corner of

Every crowded room

Your writhing shadow

On every dimly lit wall

Till your hydraulic tarsus made

Purchase upon my pallid flesh

I can feel your

Pedipalps abrading

The nape of my neck

O God unholy

All shall be erased

I can feel your

Pedipalps abrading

On my neck

O God unholy

Thought I could sink forever

I had eternity on my mind

But my peace was cold

Ill at ease and vacant

My tubes were stitched together

I just kept doing it all the time

How could I have thought

That I could sustain this?

Convulsing on the porcelain

To purge a single drop of ochre

What can a wretch do but laugh

As their flesh rots slowly all around them?

As their offal liquefies?

Between my retches I entreat

Show me your true face

Show me the hand that grasps

As yellow eyes roll back

Lesioned nostrils leaking

Rime-white rheum speckled with blood

Bodies twisted in the flood

Show me everything

Then show me God

God unholy

Blood congeals so quickly

I wished it would flow

Unimpeded as acetone

From this accordioned flesh

Both too coward

And not coward enough

To pierce the vein

But I digress

O God unholy

Worthiest foe I have ever faced

Your time has come at last

With this blood

I absolve myself

And turn my blade unto you

With the anabatic winds

Of the sprawl’s canopy

Billowing all around me

I shall not relent

I’ll rend and tear

Until your head is cleaved

Until the haemolymph

Oozing out of your thorax

Corrodes the rain-wet asphalt

O God unholy

O God unholy

Chelicera