| The quick spider weaving | |
| Keeping the web alive and well | |
| Like the black widow male | |
| Just another victim | |
| To a love so rare | |
| I saw no light in your eyes | |
| I know that others have tried | |
| I thought I was the one! | |
| But you turned me into stone! | |
| And when you look back at people | |
| You turn them into dust | |
| I count the snakes in your hair | |
| Growing stronger with every breath | |
| I will be the one who waits | |
| Picking up the pieces until | |
| You come again | |
| I saw no light in your eyes | |
| I know that others have tried | |
| I heard your tears sold like gold | |
| One more of your lies unfold | |
| I thought I was the one! | |
| But you turned me into stone! | |
| And when you look back at people | |
| You turn them into dust | |
| Malignia | |
| I thought was the one! | |
| Thought was the one | |
| Thought was the one |