(Intro: Slow build. Low, rumbling synth bass. A sudden, massive Orchestral Hit [BAM!]. Then, tense staccato strings start a fast rhythm.) (Spoken Word - Deep, grave voice) This is the spider Sebastian. It ended badly for this one. (Music explodes into a driving Synthwave beat with heavy orchestral brass) [LISTEN!] (Verse 1) (Rhythmic, driving delivery) He said to all the spiders near: "It’s strange, I do not know the cause But deep inside I feel it here A hunger in my claws A burning need to start to spin To weave a web... and to begin." (Verse 2) (Choir chants softly in background: "Sebastian... Sebastian...") Then said the other spiders there: "Oh Sebastian, no, Sebastian Come Sebastian, do not dare! You want to start a web to spin In freezing cold and winter air?" (Verse 3) (Music drops to just Bass and a lonely Saxophone melody) Said Sebastian to the spider crew: "The web need not be grand or wide It doesn't need to be in view It can be spun... inside. Somewhere behind a curtain lace A secret and a warm embrace." (Verse 4) (Music builds tension—Strings rising frantically) Then said the other spiders there: "Oh Sebastian, no, Sebastian! Please Sebastian, do beware! It is so dangerous inside So deadly for a spider's hide!" (Verse 5) (Music cuts. Silence for a split second. Then a heavy, distorted Synth chord) Said Sebastian, stubborn, straight: "No. The Urge is far too great." Said the others, mourning deep: "Sebastian, death is what you'll reap..." (Chorus) (Full Orchestral & Synth explosion. Massive sound wall) Oh, oh, oh, Sebastian! It ended badly for this one. (Bridge / Solo) [Saxophone Solo: Starts low and seductive, representing the 'Urge', then becomes chaotic and screeching, fighting against aggressive violins] (Verse 6) (Fast paced, urgent vocals) Through the window he climbed in Stubborn! With a fearless chin. Said the others, watching the surge: "Look, there he goes... with his Urge!" (Stop. Silence.) [PAUSE - A ticking clock sound effect] (Outro) (Slow, mournful strings. No beat. Just the deep voice resonating) After a while, the word went round A message passed without a sound: Inside, a murder had occurred. Sebastian...
