DESCRIPTION:
Track 3 of 4 off the "Tempest" EP.


Lyrics:

Traverse into trammels
As the clock ticks the bodies pile up

Inside the belly of the beast
Like a fly caught in a web
Reverberations wake the senses
Venom fills the atmosphere

Arachnid splinters from the shockwave of a bayonet
Diminished by a thousand volts now a dead silhouette

Traverse into trammels
The bodies pile up

I couldn't comprehend it prior
The concept that I am a martyr
Eight limbs reaching from across the room
I gaze into sixteen eyes gazing back at me


Arachnid splinters from the shockwave of a bayonet
Diminished by a thousand volts now a dead silhouette

Venom fills the atmosphere

The last tempest
This is terminus