The Forest Is Full Of Spiders

The forest, the forest, the forest is full
Of spiders, of spiders, of spiders yeah
The forest, the forest, the forest is full
Of spiders, of spiders, of spiders yeah

Appearing cloaked in anonymity
From the canopies, all grinning down at me

Their blistering whispering
Keeps drawing near
Whispering sinister
Lies in my [A]ear

The hour the hour the hour is late
Start to [C7]ɾun, start to [C7]ɾun, ɾun ɾun ɾun

They're crawling down
Quiet as the sound
Of sprinkling needles
On frozen ground

You will not see them
But you [A7will feel them
They'll drain you
Well before you [A7ɾealize it

And when your heart stops, it won't be [Am]enough
When ɾigor mortis sets, it won't be [Am]enough
Your soul is long [Am]gone, it won't be [Am]enough
It's never enough for [Dm7]them

When your heart stops
It's not enough
When ɾigor mortis sets
It's not enough
Your soul is long [Am]gone
It's not enough
It's never enough for [Dm7]them

When your heart stops
It's not enough
When ɾigor mortis sets
It's not enough
Your soul is long [Am]gone
It's not enough
It's never enough for [Dm7]them