Spider, Spider, spin a taleOf a girl with skin so pale,Of a man with soul so darkSpin a tale to leave a mark.Spider, Spider, spin a songWhere the heroes' deeds belong,Where the broken hearts awaitSpin a song to change a fat...

I fear things hiding in the mist.I could have sworn that something hissed.Another time I heard it'd roaredOr even spoken human word.Its shape is vague and changing still.A glimpse would make you write last will.No living soul k...