The Spider's Thread

The Spider's Thread - Pharaoh

In total darkness slime is the air that I breathe

The stifled choking of sinners is all that I hear

Forever drowning clawing for life in a bloody sea

But after ages I feel something new to be near

A thread in the blackness above

I start the climbing pulling myself up the thread

Unto the heavens hand over hand to a great salvation

Up many miles the Mountain of Needles is small down below

My arms grow tired ascending the silk to escape damnation

Looking down I see a line

A thousand sinners close behind

Return to hell

This thread is mine

Oh Can I ever hope to recover

Back into the sea

The heaving depths of my misery

No Can I hope again to discover

A thread to set me free

To end the torture of history

Oh Can I ever hope to recover

Back into the sea

The heaving depths of my misery

No Can I hope again to discover

A thread to set me free

To end the torture of history

Oh Can I ever hope to recover

Back into the sea

The heaving depths of my misery

No Can I hope again to discover