Tarantula

These are recording, recording, recording
Down in the shadows of your deepest secrets
I sleep next to the precepts you hold most dear
Your heart is in my province hour upon hour
I shiver when you feel the cold
Everything you say
I hearLike a bomb and its fuse
We bring bright light
But I could be a
Devil to you
I could bite like a
TarantulaRight through the skin
And leave my poison dream
Deliciously unsuspecting
Protecting you from all harm
Except perhaps from reasons
From reasons