makdee ke ghar me
koi nahi jaye
makdee ke ghar me
bukhe hain saye
raat me baad me
jo gaya wo gaya
na ja na ja na ja
na ja na ja na ja

roj lomdi si ghumti hain
khidki se latke hue jaalo me
makkhiyo ki bu aayi
makdee ke ronde paaye
makdee ke ghar me
koi nahi jaye
makdee ke ghar me
bukhe hain saye

wo sheeshe pe jo chalte hain
ha kide sa lagta hain
ungliyo se chatti hain
nakhuno se khati
makdee ishare se bulaye
makdee ke ghar me
koi nahi jaye
makdee ke ghar me
bukhe hain saye
raat me baad me
jo gaya wo gaya
na ja na ja na ja
na ja na ja na ja

Within the spider's spun embrace,
None should dare to find their place.
In the spider's woven keep,
Shadows hunger, secrets sleep.
In the night, and afterward,
Those who enter, are unheard.
Do not go, do not go,
Do not go, do not go.

Like a fox, it stalks the day,
Hangs from webs in disarray.
Flies' faint scent, a morbid grace,
Spider's legs, they leave their trace.
Within the spider's spun embrace,
None should dare to find their place.
In the spider's woven keep,
Shadows hunger, secrets sleep.

On the glass, it softly treads,
Like a worm, its form is spread.
With her fingers, she does lick,
With her nails, she does inflict.
Spider beckons, with a sign,
Within the spider's woven shrine.
None should dare to find their place.
In the spider's woven keep,
Shadows hunger, secrets sleep.
In the night, and afterward,
Those who enter, are unheard.
Do not go, do not go,
Do not go, do not go.