hourglass figure and blood-red sand
endlessly weaving strand after strand
toxic-black and eyes of eight
it's you she wants to desecrate

widow with a red dress, red dress on
a few more moments and you'll be gone

wrapped up tight by her white-spinneret
poison enough to drop your cigarette
venomous-clear in your bruising veins
now you might not notice the flames

widow with a red dress, red dress on
a few more moments and you'll be gone