[Intro]

"Leaving Lepidoptera – please don't touch the displays, little boy; so cute – moving to the next aisle we have arachnida: the spiders, our finest collection. This friendly little devil is the Heptophilidae, unfortunately harmless. Next to him, the nasty Lycosa Raptoria; his tiny fangs cause creeping ulcerations of the skin. And here, my prize, the Black Widow. Isn't she lovely? And so deadly. Her kiss is fifteen times as poisonous as that of the Rattlesnake. You see, her venom is highly neuro-toxic, which is to say that it attacks the central nervous system - causing intense pain, profuse sweating, difficulty in breathing, loss of consciousness, violent convulsions and finally death. You know, I think what I love the most about her is her inborn need to dominate, possess. In fact, immediately after the consummation of her marriage to the smaller and weaker male of the specie, she kills and eats him. Oh, she is delicious, and I hope he was. Such power and dignity unhampered by sentiment. If I may put forward a slice of personal philosophy; I feel that Man has ruled this world as stumbling, demented child-king long enough, and as his empire crumbles my precious Black Widow shall rise as his most fitting successor."

[Intro]

These words he speaks are true, we're all humanary stew if

We don't pledge allegiance to The Black Widow

[Verse 1]

The horror that he brings, the horror of his sting

The unholiest of kings, the Black Widow

Our minds will be his toy and every girl and boy

Will learn to be employed by the Black Widow

[Chorus]

Love me, yes, we love me

Love him, yes, we love him

Love me, yes, we love me

Love him, yes, we love him

[Verse 2]

He sits upon his throne and picks at all the bones of his

Husbands and his wives he's devoured

He stares with a gleam, with a laugh so obscene

At the virgins and the children he's deflowered

[Chorus]

Love me, yes, we love me

Love him, yes, we love him

Love me, yes, we love me

Love him, yes, we love him

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]

Our thoughts are hot and crazed, our brains are webbed in haze

Of mindless senseless daze, the Black Widow

These words he speaks are true, we're all humanary stew

If we don't pledge allegiance to the Black Widow

[Instrumental Break]

[Outro]

The Black Widow