Tarantula

Creeping over the hills,eight legs sky high
Lakes of white fluid poison marking her way
A hairy giant in our world, she's an outcast
Among all,a fate she never chose
Killing simply to survivie,a hunger matching her
Size,she's a monster on the loose

Tarantula-oh oh

Fighting back versus mankind,their bombs and their fire
A victim of science,a man-made-monster
An act of gods all dressed in white,revenge
Of nature 'gainst human pride, it's a frankenstein
Creature the first of many more to come,large killers
Made by men, hunting down their creators