As you wake up the lights are all out The air is dead but the blood leaves no doubt You’ve been drowning, you’ve been burning with thirst Now you’re cold clay and a steel web’s spun around a brave, careless world
Pick an apple and watch it rot Feel the fire from the things you forgot While you weave yourself into a tight silver web Go to sleep now and tomorrow you will both wake up dead
Because we’re all one of a kind Sleeping in the line of fire Now if you want to live and thrive Let the spider run off run alive!
May you wake up without anger or doubt And may your eyes burn in snow-white, flourescent light
