If one is love
And your kisses chaste
What must I do
If only for your warm embrace
For all they take
Must you complicate me?
And every little spider
That crawled up inside her
Was waiting for the phone call
And now I remind her of every single liar
Living for the killing stall
Whyte spyder, will you crawl
Whyte spyder

The image pans, the camera scans
I understand, yeah
I am, I am, newborn man, Messiah hands, yeah
The whyte spyder

You gotta get away
To try to stay awake
You've gotta fix your gaze
So you're not afraid
You've gotta bide your time
Before you are the signs
You've gotta play the part
Before you fall apart
You've gotta walk through hell
To swing the morning bell
You've gotta strip your skin
To let them jam it in
I'm gonna take my piece
For my own release
I'm gonna shake this wreath
Fuck the anarchy
I'm gonna chop the tree
To climb down underneath
I'm going underground
Where there's only sound

If one is love
Whyte spyder
How did you know? yes
If only which way to go
My whyte spyder
'Cause now I'm reminded of every single fire
That's waiting for just what she brings
And every little spider
That crawled up inside her
Who's waiting for the phone to ring

The whyte spyder will drain you all
The whyte spyder isn't all

I make this up to make the scene beyond belief
I'm back on top if just to cop all of your cream
I am the end, a shattering man, pariah plans, yeah
The image scans, the camera jams
Into collapse, yeah
The whyte spyder, how will you crawl?
My whyte spyder, you have it all
Whyte spyder

Jul 2000 - Chicago Recording Company

Machina/the machines of God (x2)   (buy )
Machina II/the friends & enemies of modern music

6009615

Billy Corgan

Machina-era track, included on Machina II and the 2025 Machina reissue.