There's no escape from the spider's web.Once your in, her lies weave around you.A feeble fly, her fangs they pierce,Injecting the poison that deteriorates your sanity.Your reality crumbles and shatters.Like a mirror, it's shards slit your wrists and throat,Leaving you weak, unable to speak.There's no screaming in the spider's web.There's no escaping the spider's web.She watches you from the corner, her black eyes ripping out your soul, shredding it like paper.She crawls close again, this time to tear your wings off, consuming every little pathetic morsel.Your legs are next, leaving you a crippled mess.There's no escape from the spider's web.She watches your tears fall and licks them up. She sucks your blood up like a needy sponge, always craving more. More more more.There's never enough of you for her, even though she is swelling with your insides, making her body about to burst like a tick. She's always near. Always watching.Soon your vessel is nothing but a mutilated corpse, which gives the scent of moldy rot. Maggots wiggle and squirm inside the decayed nothingness. She comes closer, and rapidly vacuums up her final meal into her stomach, causing it to explode, throwing chunks of misery and cruelty everywhere.There's nothing left in the spider's web.
