The Curse

Dreadful, yet fascinating
Painful, yet captivating
Killing those that come his way
Capturing innocent souls day by day

More and more dare to dream
Blinded by his enchanting scheme
Enticing others to hear his call
One touch destroys all

‘Tick tock’ as the clock winds down
Each minute, he wears his "gold crown"
Celebrating all his success
Disregarding all the mess

He haunts each deadly hour
Never be fooled by his flawless power
He craves for the blood that tastes so sweet
Make no mistake as both of your eyes meet

A spider that never hesitates to attack
Do the right thing and turn back
One, two, three is all it takes
Never-ending, no breaks

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