Fifty tons of black creeping horrornOil in the ditch, a trunk on firenDeep dark cave of secretsnTerror, death and thrillnThe threat that we must facenIs getting larger and largernThreat is getting largernnWe all must go insidenWhere we first found this webnShot up with DDTnIt rolls over deadnRock 'n' roll brings life againnLarger and largernThe spider's getting largernnWe are hiding from the insectsnWe are tangled in the webs of giantnSpiders that sense our fearnAnd hunt us like we're prisonersnTangled in this mess of webnEarth versus spidern