Tyrantula

Vulture

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A thousand ruby eyes
Shallow gleaming specks pf light
On the veil of night
Reaching through the branches
Vivid shades of crooked legs
Midst the fading light

You won't hear a sound
You won't see a sign
As her poisoned fangs tear through
Your spine

Bound!
Your number mind starts to stray afar
Damp breath from her drooling jaw
Beware the kiss of tyrantula!

Monstrous dire weaver
Dwelling among ancient tombs
Lures you down her lair

Woven into silver
Collapsing lungs dull your last cry
Trapped in despair

Relentless they venom's crawling
(Like) vermin moving beneath your skin
Paralyzed, caught in convulsion
As you're digested from within

But it's not on her to feast
Something's squirming
Yearns to be released
You're no prey, you've become her nest
As ribs crush, they burst from your chest