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Fall into this-
My web is waiting for you
Dripping sin from your eyes
(youve lost yourself in this one)
Cradle-
Set on fire
Come to seize this moment
Hush,dont be afraid to die
Wither-
Slip away
In the venomous pit
Drown in your own self-pity
(*CHORUS)
Look- into my eyes
watch yourself rotting away
Look- into my eyes
Feel me consume you
Look- into my eyes
oh what i have in store!
Look- into my eyes
and slowly Fade Away-
(dont bother catching yourself)
Trapped and to weak-
dont squirm just close your eyes
ill only suck you dry
(taste my bitter-poison soul)
Quiet-
No need to scream
Let me spin you in my weave
Entwined with murking,lurid wraiths
Swoon-
from Defeat
you where too slow for this one
Kudos to your derelection!
(*SOLO)
I wish to hold-
your fragile mortal soul-
a bitter sponge laid in my hand
ill squeeze out all your self absorbtion
so youll be nothing...So youll be NOTHING!
(*repeat the CHORUS)***
Drain watoness-
the Cold black succulence
that you hold in your sour veins
(let the spider's bite seduce you)
Victim-
of you own
YOur own chaotic Nightmare
Seeping into reality
Final-
Emptyness
Trapped in the orb of leeching silence
the Black Widow's Revenge
(season of the widow)
My web is waiting for you
Dripping sin from your eyes
(youve lost yourself in this one)
Cradle-
Set on fire
Come to seize this moment
Hush,dont be afraid to die
Wither-
Slip away
In the venomous pit
Drown in your own self-pity
(*CHORUS)
Look- into my eyes
watch yourself rotting away
Look- into my eyes
Feel me consume you
Look- into my eyes
oh what i have in store!
Look- into my eyes
and slowly Fade Away-
(dont bother catching yourself)
Trapped and to weak-
dont squirm just close your eyes
ill only suck you dry
(taste my bitter-poison soul)
Quiet-
No need to scream
Let me spin you in my weave
Entwined with murking,lurid wraiths
Swoon-
from Defeat
you where too slow for this one
Kudos to your derelection!
(*SOLO)
I wish to hold-
your fragile mortal soul-
a bitter sponge laid in my hand
ill squeeze out all your self absorbtion
so youll be nothing...So youll be NOTHING!
(*repeat the CHORUS)***
Drain watoness-
the Cold black succulence
that you hold in your sour veins
(let the spider's bite seduce you)
Victim-
of you own
YOur own chaotic Nightmare
Seeping into reality
Final-
Emptyness
Trapped in the orb of leeching silence
the Black Widow's Revenge
(season of the widow)
its been a while since ive came up with something because ive been busy with crowder college all summer. thanks for visiting
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