The Paper Chase - Said The Spider To The Fly Тексты

(Entry number one, I still hear the boots in the hallway)

Spider:
I want your head.
I want your wicked parts.
I want to wring out your evil thoughts.
I want to eat out your bitter heart.
I want your soul to sing six words harmony
Of all the pigs that might tempt me.
I know you're sick alone and I