The Xebellian Triangle - Spawn of Ungoliant

Monstrosity, upon their stilts
A hunger never satisfied
Gargantuan, yet silent wraith

Her tusks of poison unfurl
From searching mandibles
The forest creaks, rotten and bleak

Strangling in the silk
Her banquet tries to flee
The limbs quiver, then drop
Toxins induce rigidity

As in life, so in death
We are flies caught in a web
We are food for a predator
Immobilized, we die this night
Careless, we have wandered

Sarcophagi are woven
In the shade of The Queen
Tall trees are our minarets
We call to praise her spinnerets

Foolish we were to run
From the eight-legged Goddess Of Death

Hoisted high from the woodland floor
Our Empress wants to feed
Thousands of corpses on display
Is it a travesty to marvel at this majesty
When devourment is fucking nigh?

Pedipalps reveal what she desires
Consume the ripe
The most succulent

As in life, so in death
We are flies caught in a web
We are food for a predator
Immobilized, we die this night
Careless we have wandered

Sarcophagi are woven
In the shade of The Queen
Tall trees are our minarets
We call to praise her spinnerets

Foolish we were to run
From the eight-legged Goddess Of Death

Internals are liquefied
And all that's left is just a husk
Proboscis laps up the human nectar
Every morsel of the slop

As in life, so in death
We are flies caught in a web
We are food for a predator
Immobilized, we die this nigh
Careless we have wandered

Sarcophagi are woven
In the shade of The Queen
Tall trees are our minarets
We call to praise her spinnerets

Foolish we were to run
From the eight-legged Goddess Of Death