*Come, Come, come and see
what my eyes will do to thee.
Rip, Pop, Tear, Crack
I feel my wings from my back.
Dark hair, dark as night
I fill your heart with delight.
Oh my, look at this.
You think you get a taste of bliss?
One wrong move, one wrong touch,
I have your soul within my clutch.
I the spider,
You the fly.*
Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 5:17 PM UTC
*Come, Come, come and see
what my eyes will do to thee.
Rip, Pop, Tear, Crack
I feel my wings from my back.
Dark hair, dark as night
I fill your heart with delight.
Oh my, look at this.
You think you get a taste of bliss?
One wrong move, one wrong touch,
I have your soul within my clutch.
I the spider,
You the fly.*
