TOUCH THE SPIDER!

I SPIT ON YOUR GRAVE

Cruel and mean

Piercing screams ring out through the night

Cruel and mean

My hounds of hell come up with the tide

Cruel and mean

People vanish into a swirl of strange

Cruel and mean

They won’t come back the world’s deranged

Cruel and mean

Cruel and mean - we take command

Cruel and mean - we are the end

From the shore into the land

Cruel and mean

We spread the plaque just like sand

Cruel and mean

It’s a death without a name

Cruel and mean

But the score remains the same

Cruel and mean

Cruel and mean - we take command

Cruel and mean - we are the end