The story of the curious oysters by Fear Before The March Of Flames
Leaving the throne behind our princess is
Strung up in a bedpost webring.
In this romance of spiders.
We love like spiders.
You won't feel a thing.
She had a run in with the doctor of fishes.
Now she smiles like a princess legs behind
A doctor stands accused of painting
the roses red.
Off with his head. Off with his head.
Doctors. Cameras. Loved ones.
Behold the site of our villain in peril.
This doctors hand in her.
She is f**ked by a million viewers.
So smile big for the cameras.
We're sending this one home.
These eight legs have dug their way in.
Has it made you whole?