Intro: Spoken Word, Male Storyteller, Low Whisper, Cauldron Bubbling SFX] Hello again... here for more, I see. Well then, pull up a chair. The cauldron is hot with a boiling stew. The storyteller has a tale to spin... hahahaha... Widow weep and Widow spin, for a lover she draws in. Listen... as she weaves her tail. - oh how she spins a dance of death to lure her men. Her husbands for a day, her carousel turns away. Oh how she dances night or day, sweet she she sings, oh what a treat. Her children come, hundreds to meet. Not just to dinner you shall meet... You're on the menu, oh delicious. The web spun by the mistress. In your dreams of dread, soon the carousel lies your head. [Verse 1: Female Vocal, Sweet but Sinister] She wears the veil in faded white, Eight seams of silk in candlelight. Her parlor smells of sweet perfume, And lilies rotting in the gloom. She says "Dear traveler, cold and lost, Come warm your hands, no matter the cost." One step, two step, into her thread, One kiss to marry, one kiss you're dead. [Chorus: Full Waltz, Music Box + Violin + Choir] Round and round, my loves, we spin, Skin on silk and bone so thin. One, two, three, you fall in time, One for the web, and one for mine. Dance with me 'til morning's grey, Husband for a night, then husband decayed. [Verse 2: Female Vocal, Hungry] The attic hums, the floorboards sigh, With little feet that multiply. Her children wake, so pale, so sweet, A hundred mouths with needle teeth. "Come meet the family," she coos so mild, "They've been so hungry for a while." The table's set, the soup is red, You are the guest, you are the bread. [Bridge: Spoken Whisper, Male, Strings Only] Shhh... do you hear it? The carousel creaks. It never stops. Every horse is a husband. Every horse has your face. [Verse 3: Slow Heavy Waltz, Doomed] Now silk is tight around your throat, Her wedding dress becomes your coat. She rocks you soft, she rocks you slow, In amber where no seasons go. No grave, no stone, no final prayer, Just you - entwined in bridal hair. [Final Chorus: Fading Lullaby Waltz, Music Box Outro] Round and round, my loves, we spin, The web is strong, the night is thin. One, two, three, you sleep so sound, Wrapped in white, in lost and found. So if you hear that sweetest treat, And tiny feet on tiny feet... My dear, keep walking. Don't you meet - The Widow's Web. [Outro: Male Storyteller, Chuckle] Another head for the carousel. We spin again tomorrow? Good bye until next time ( Ah!Hahahah)
