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eight-legged, widow bearercarrier, carrying all her eggswhat was wrong with her?she threw them to the windcause all a spider knows is blood drank from the deadso all flies should knowa spider is a frightful thingmr robinson had landed on his headwhat was wrong with him?she pushed him to his death bedcause all a spider knows is blooddrank from the deadso all flies should knowa spider is a frightful thingthe widow wears the mark of time, a red, upon her backshe keeps web all thick & trimto catch her tasty spider snackscause all a spider knows is blood from the decayso all flies should know a spider is a frightful thingSongtextehomicide and home decorwere the vision that left blurredoh, his site was turning redas he saw her in his headcause all a spider knows is blood from the deceasedso all flies should know a spider is a frightful thing Aus Songtexte Mania