Vegas Bill - High Noon in the Spider's Web

★ Intro ★:
Hung up in the web
Just waiting

★ Verse 1 ★:
Here comes another nail in the coffin
The solemn chaotic pagan
War paint on my carcass
I spawn in
Ill-gotten
But I got so ill I turned rotten
You mothafuckers must've forgotten
I bring the heat like narcotics
So watch this
Heartless intent spill outta the body
I cut and harvest
Carve and dissect
I'm in this bitch like autopsies
Another knot in the rope
Detach to sink and decline
No peace in a lie
I've been more dead than alive
I'm on my hunt bitch
Camouflagеd in the brush
When I draw the blood it's a rush
Dig vеnomous teeth in a cut
I'm all fucked up!
No love is shown
Disrupt!
The status quo
Break shit!
Kick in the door
Faithless
Burn down the throne
Life's become so monotonous
Consciousness turned to consonance
Often the only thought I get is
Snapping someone's esophagus
For the thrill
A change of scenery shakes the edge
And off the deep end to plummet down
I'm causing chaos again
No one is safe
Disasterpieces have lined my route
So follow me
I'll pull you down
And rip the teeth out your fucken mouth
No bounce back
When you hit the ground running
I've drowned in a pit of sorrow
And left that bitch flooding
So which way should I turn and go?
Ritual, overdose?
Suicide in the mountains
Or doused in a cloud of smoke?
So loud, it's become a problem
Her hands wrapped around my throat
I'm gone
I never held on long enough to know

★ Hook ★:
It's high noon
In the spider's web
Methodically out of sight
I'm perched with intent to strike
It's high noon
In the spider's web
One bite and your heart'll freeze
You fear what you can't see
I wound 'em from out the blue
Then kill like a brown recluse
Your fear is my fucken fuel
And hate has become my food
It's high noon
In the spider's web
It's high noon
In the spider's web

★ Verse 2 ★:
All of these hoes afraid me
Look in a mirror and see Satan
The sick and depraved mentality
Witchcraft and alchemy
Pitch black reality
Turn my joy into tragedy
Callously burn a bridge
And then laugh at it while it's happening
How hysteric
The friends who said they rode with me disappeared
I sever ties like chicken heads
Then gut 'em ass to ear
Let's make it clear
I never turned my back on any one of you scum
I'm probably the problem
But problems are all the fun
How cynical
Sick and sinister
Stick my signature in quotes
Become a ghost
An anecdote about a misanthrope
The deity inside the trees
You speak my name
I come to form
I throw a rope around your throat
And hang you in the catacombs
No antidote when I pierce
The skin - necrosis in
The wound is setting in
Like fear infects the head
Back to the web I will ascend
So don't forget it bitch
I'm never seen
I creep and crawl
Up in your system
The sinner
The spider in your walls

★ Hook ★:
It's high noon
In the spider's web
Methodically out of sight
I'm perched with intent to strike
It's high noon
In the spider's web
One bite and your heart'll freeze
You fear what you can't see
I wound 'em from out the blue
Then kill like a brown recluse
Your fear is my fucken fuel
And hate has become my food
It's high noon
In the spider's web
It's high noon
In the spider's web