Tarantula

These are recording, recording, recording

Down in the shadows of your deepest secrets

I sleep next to the precepts you hold most dear

Your heart is in my province hour upon hour

I shiver when you feel the cold

Everything you say I hear

Like a bomb and it's fuse

We bring bright light

But I could be a Devil to you

I could bite like a Tarantula

Right through the skin

And leave my poison dream

Deliciously unsuspecting

Protecting you from all harm

Except perhaps from reasons

From reasons