[A1]
Bedtime for mass-hysteria
Time's up for tired hate
Outside the walls of the castle
Dark forces lie in wait
[B1]
Spinning a web many-lifetimes wide,
Spiders in bloom, to commit a homicide
Of ghosts in hiding, just behind
Blind compound eyes
[A2]
Eight million eight-fingered hands
Play harps of high torture-
Inside the walls of the castle
Cold comfort rots the orchard, now we
[B2]
Fatten ourselves on the purtified,
Circling over a dream that's died,
Wondering when will we be transmogrified,
Reverse, to pupae from a fly
[A3]
Bedtime for mass-hysteria
Time's up for tired hate
Inside the walls of the castle,
Always and ne'er to late
I see the jaws approaching,
Pink swarms of teeth await
Dance toward annihilation,
Transformation, freedom, fate,
[B3]
Tear me apart, let the heat join heat,
Death is a heart with a scattered beat;
Spinning a web through our sunblind eyes,
Love is a spider, and we are the flies.
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