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that the basement with the spiders (yeah)
From the cellar that’s the gutter, cookin’ dope over the lighter (damn)
Donald Trump you a bitch cut my

her
That everything she'll ever need she's already got

And I know you're in the basement cellar
Trapped among the webs and spiders
But I promise for it

wait, no breathin' down in this dead space

Keep a spacing so just take his body, keep it factin' on me, back to bag his bones
Spider walking out

To the Morgue

King Diamond

The Spider's Lullabye

1995

rats from the plague
Spiders
There's so many more everyday

Summer is coming to an end
And the cellar in the morgue is a nest now
One thousand

Behind the cellar door
Between the cracks in the floor
I've been locked in alone
Stuck watching Videodrome

Caught in a spider's web
Hangin' with

VERSE 1:
Like a spider you were dancing all night
Nothing else would seem to make you feel right
Walls are shaking and the ceiling gets close
Mama

are just terrified on the wall

Isn't it weird, that I don't like large spiders
'Cuz I love all the others in the cellar in the bedroom

And I am

Here's my plan
Changing the world like a hero can
Can he do it? Course I can
I can! Just like Spider-man

Watch me tell yo girl a good story and compel her

Oleander and a soft spot

Spider webs whipping on my face and I begin to panic
Down in the tunnel you can go from innocent to satanic
Down in the tunnel you

Blowtorch Nightlight

Otep

Hydra

2013

you! 
Waiting to be fed! 
To find you! 
To find you! 
The one who made me sick! 

Eyes 
White & blind as a spider's egg
Alabaster bones

come in, let the doubt be, don't want to be outside, otherwise you will become the swine

Locked up in the cellar, deportation arrest
At night

Executioner

When the pendulum falls down
One will meet their end
The others I choke in the cellars
My dungeon grave I defend
My vengeful soul set loose
From

Draping down the spider’s web
Wrapped in silk beneath my bed
Pacing back and forth I dread
Writing books will keep them fed

It’s this mess you can’t ignore

confide, point a laser at a plane,
promise me you'll never come back again,
head first, White Spider
and my chest will cave in.

If you don't like this then

leg spider taking it in
Wrinkles under bedpan chins
Acromegalic diverticulitis
Your soul filled with mud and bats and curses
And the hammers will go in

The cellars painted orange because it's less obvious than red
The staircase only creeks when footsteps don’t know where to tread 
The spider

makes me wanna chuck
Creeping around my bed
While I'm firmly tucked
A super parasite
A bottom dweller
Hiding inside your cellar
They are way too clever

felt my feet hit the door to
Some kinda secret cellar
Oh this must be Gramps' room
Never did properly
Meet the feller
I guess I'll go look and say Hi

been spun
Numbered by fear they wait
For an aggressive hungry spider to appear
Too late to run away
They have been misled
No rooftop made of cake