Spiders Songtext
von 5th PROJEKT

Dangerous, the laden movement of the dark
A fading twilight on the confident hoax
Controlled

If this is called heaven, a home, a reprieve
Respectfully leave me with my own make believe
Staking a claim with a sleeve for the season
Vernacular of lies to reinforce reason

Perhaps this is
The answer to
Your self-indulgent matter

The game of snakes and ladder

Perhaps this is
The answer to (echoes of shade)
Your self-indulgent matter (echoes of shade)
Calling you (echoes of shadow)
To walk away (echoes of breaking)
Game of ladder and snake


Controller, controlled
Does the choice even matter?
To you

Who are we to draw the line?
Confined to a margin
Who are we to control life?
With mere thoughts of option
Who are we to know who we are?
To be ready or ready or not?
To seethe and sow with ebb and flow
Disaffected and vulnerable

(Echoes of shade)
Perhaps this is (echoes of shade)
The answer to (echoes of shadow)
Your self-indulgent matter (echoes that fade)
Calling you (echoes of matter)
To walk away (echoes of the game)
Game of ladder and snake

Controller, controlled
Whose fate is to flatter


You′ve got my interrogation circled in red
On your memory sheet
Remind yourself who's in control

And leave it blank for another day
When the waves come for your perfect way

Who are we to desecrate?
To change the tides of time
Who are we to defy fate?
To thread the needle′s eye
Who are we but hands of gods
With the free will of a weekly wage
To breathe and grow, outside the know
Dialectically realigned