| Call me the spider king, I creep along the night
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| I weave a web so dense, once caught there is no flight
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| So delicate the strands I weave around my victims taut
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| The terror suffocates their shattered afterthoughts
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| I feel their envy, heavy lies the crown
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| Heavy lies the crown
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| Call me the spider king, men sharpen blades behind
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| Caught in the light of greed, the prize infects their minds
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| They fly too close to flames of fame and withered vanity
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| Like moths they’re drawn towards the inhumanity
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| I hear their envy, heavy lies the crown
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| And so I send my spies to watch the guilty seethe
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| Devise a twisted plot and gently pull the strings
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| I slink along the boulevards and listen to the streets
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| The avenues and gutters give me truth to speak
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| I hear their envy, heavy lies the crown
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| Call me the spider king, these fiends show no respect
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| Their blinded loyalties, the balance that I check
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| I hear them sharpen knives behind my back
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| A moment frozen, let them open fire
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| See the hatred that burns through my eyes
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| And remember the pain I’ll inflict on you
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| Before the dawn
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| Suffer my vengeance
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| Suffer my vengeance
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| So many cannons have been aimed at me
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| They raise the guillotine at full speed
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| The bayonets of men they clash and ring
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| The battle’s ashen sting, it recedes
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| The bodies burning in a blaze of heat
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| The screams of agony and lost pride
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| These men go off to die, for war and countryside
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| The revving engine of the war machine
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| Draining it as it feeds on the weak
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| They try to resurrect the violent seed
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| Into a hangman’s tree of deceit
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| The choice made out on the battleground
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| Through history resound
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| The weight would crush you down
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| Cause heavy lies the crown
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| Heavy lies the crown
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| I smell the fear these men disguise as their love
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| The hints of their betrayal, it fires my blood
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| So many knives have missed my back to put me down
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| The weight would crush you down
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| Cause heavy lies the crown
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| Don’t put me on a pedestal
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| I lay there for you all to see
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| I never wanted any war
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| Save me from the hate below
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| Envy seeps from every pore
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| Jealousy is your just reward
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| This is a warning to you all
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| Don’t ever try to plot my fall
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| I’ll put you six feet in the ground
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| Heavy lies the crown |