Silksong - Lace (First Fight)

Along came a spider
Lost and far from light
And I can save this spider
From its suffering

Let's see if the spider
Still has got a bite
Despite her little life
Fading and flickering!

Needles soaring, I'm ready to take your-
Head, don't bore me, just because I need you-
Dead, my viciousness is making you face-
Dread, delicious, I lace into your feeble-

Soul!
Cast aside and dropped down this hole
Under our puppet strings' control
As the violins extol
We all have roles to-

Fill!
Is the spider losing her silk?
With no pity when you are killed
Barely holding on
Only through your strength of will!

Try a bit harder, little spider!
Show me a stronger sting
Give me a good time
Before you lose everything!

In a land where silk can sing!

Flailing, feeble little creature
Never thought she'd meet her-
Maker!
I'm your undertaker!

The song!
That echoes through these kingdom's walls!
Lets us know you're decreed to fall!
How dare you stand tall?
Wipe that judgment from your-

Face!
For in time you will know your place!
I will not stand for this disgrace!
When your light's erased
It will be by my hand!

By Lace!

Webs catch the flies
Spiders, they weave
And when you die
No one will grieve

On your judgment day!