Up from the ground,

You built a mound,

and that's all you did,

The silk sealed the lid.

Up from the ground,

The roots wrapped around,

And you could see,

up from your nightmars, me.

Did you regret?

the fate you met?

Up from the ground,

the vines wrapped around,

and now your helpless,

your cunning was restless.

You are my favorite puppet,

A helpless muppet.

Up from the ground,

The vines wrapped around,

They peirced your brain,

Now you'll feel their pain.