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Coil
The spider's web's been cast
The spider's spell's been spun
To trap the deepest contemplations
To venture every seven sea
To coil down the spiral staircase spine
And conjure boiling life
From a could shoulder cloud
As the storm collects, advances
And all the spiders scurry
To their hidden burrow
And set their three course meals
For the rain to wrinkle all away
And crash the scapers of the sky
Scraping skies to bitter skin
The spider's web's been cast
The spider's spell's been spent.
