Crimson Spider lyrics

Crimson spider, you walk across my hand; you must know me, you understand that I, unlike any other man, would not crush you: I stand above you. I left your web alone. Are you running a slaughterhouse? There are so many carcasses strung up on your lines. Are you afraid- or is it my own hand trembling? Crawl up to my lips; bite me slowly, your stomach I'll gently lick. If I praised you, would you blush? Or is human-lacking just wearisome? Can you see through me? I'm the master's errant son. You shame me: you always follow your pulse, you always wound to kill.