THE SPIDERS

"Chaotic tandems of poisonous doubt,
Lyre in the hands of the one who seek freedom,
Ways like a dominion of foes,
Shining above like a star in the sky.

Spider web is the gate ways to trap enemies,
Like a shallow night where the enemies attack,
In midst where the trap was been made,
Attached strictly without any doubt of powerful integrity.

Spiders at night,
In day like a dragon fly that shines,
Stumbling and kicking like a knife,
Staggering every moves to adjust to a powerful moves to make the enemies fall apart.

Spiders and powerful poison inside,
When bite back to attack the enemies ,
Slowly tranquilizing the body and the brain,
Killing slowly and ate the flesh without might."