Lyrics and music craftily spun like a spiders web to entice the heart and soul,
Deceptive illusions woven in beautiful silk threads that drapes over the mind.
Morphemes and images that seduced the mark with shadowed trickery,
Rhymes infused with a poisonous venom which paralyzed the prey to remain still.
The arachnid then weaves and bundles it's target tightly with fibers of ballads murmured,
Silently entwining the swathe as the center turns to pools of aching liquid,
Leisurely and delicately the spider begins to feast on the core of the being,
The predator has digested the inner being leaving the husk resting on the web.
