Deep into the earth below
Where the sun neglects to shed its glow
Among the string of wasted cadavers
The mist evolves and scatters
Stagnant water ebbs and flows
In the darkness no wind blows
Eight legs a viscous web artfully compose
In fear the tension only grows
Lying bound in diamond string
The victim awaits the deadly sting
The click of mandibles and skeletal legs
As Death mounts the captive begs
True is the strike of the gargantuan arachnid
Erie silence as it's stinger is retracted
The murders of the past once again reenacted



































