Devil's Food

Get ready for the lady

She's gonna be a treat

Simmer slightly 'til ready

Make her soft too

Make her sweet

I kiss the tears off from your chest

I felt the poison fright that's in your breath

I knew your precious life and I know your death

I squeeze the love out of your soul

All the perfect love that's in your soul

You're just another spirit on parole

Devil's food (you are)

Devil's food (you are)

Devil's food

"Leaving Lepidoptera,

please don't touch the displays, little boy; so cute.

Moving to the next aisle we have Arachnida:

the spiders, our finest collection.

This friendly little devil is the Heptophilidae, unfortunately harmless.

Next to him, the nasty Lycosa Raptoria;

his tiny fangs cause creeping ulcerations of the skin.

And here, my prize, the Black Widow.

Isn't she lovely?

And so deadly.

Her kiss is fifteen times as poisonous as that of the Rattlesnake.

You see, her venom is highly neuro-toxtic,

which is to say that it attacks the central nervous system

- causing intense pain, profuse sweating, difficulty in breathing,

loss of consciousness, violent convulsions and finally death.

You know, I think what I love the most about her

is her inborn need to dominate, possess.

In fact, immediately after the consummation

of her marriage to the smaller and weaker male of the specie

she kills and eats him.

Oh, she is delicious, and I hope he was.

Such power and dignity unhampered by sentiment.

If I may put forward a slice of personal philosophy;

I feel that Man has ruled this world

as stumbling, demented child-king long enough,

and as his empire crumbles my precious Black Widow

shall rise as his most fitting successor."