Midnight, on all hallow's eve,
Her realm and time to wake,
Blackest eyes of charcoal jet,
Your soul is her's to take,

Her hair is all but spider silk,
Her skin, translucent, pale,
And her teeth, scarlet with blood,
Her voice, a shrieking wail,

Her dress is black, matching the sky,
Lace and pearls, all jet,
She'll whisper to you, while you sleep,
You'll wish you never met,

Her teeth will sink into your flesh,
A scream lights up the dark,
She'll slip away into the night,
Stealing your soul- a spark,

Another night of hunting souls,
Another Halloween,
Another year to hide away,
A spider, never seen.