Mucus trail of viscous rime Into her woven halls Her children, cover the walls, Watched by ten thousand eyes. A vision of the second war Ancient Arch-Arachnid Vengeance upon mankind Born within silk and viscous slime She has foreseen the human's end Within the web of space and time Darkened hordes coating cities Feasting upon their feeble minds. Unfurling fangs that drip with toxic lust Reduce the body into dust Weaving window of reclusive dark Who stops the beating of your heart Sprinting forth upon ancient legs As though their prey has come Matriarch will hear the terms Word of a second war. Mandibles clicking, omnivenom dripping. Too long she's lingered within her silken bastille Psychic screams of hate Echo across the universe.