• The itsy bitsy spider
    Queen of the night
    Creeping, crawling forward
    What a gruesome sight

    Dangling right before you
    Like a nightmare come true
    Seeking, searching for you
    Her fangs, they will adore you

    The itsy bitsy spider
    Hunting for her prey
    Leaping, lurching onward
    Slowly through the day

    Venom dripping downwards
    Your whole world drifting backwards
    There is no time for words
    Your soul is drifting upwards

    The itsy bitsy spider
    Hundreds are her spawn
    Moving, marching for you
    Your body will be gone

    They start to surround you
    Looks like they have found you
    Your end is coming for you
    There is nothing now you can do
    Their venom starts to subdue
    Gone is all that you knew
    Your life is gone, it’s now through.