I can conjure up spinning webs
Trailed by awful, spindly beasts
I can call up slimy things
And evil, coiling snakes
I can make you think you're falling
burning
drowning
bleeding
I can make all you love turn to smoke
I can make you think you're dreaming
I can make your worsts fears real
Right down to the last detail
So unless you want to find that out
first-hand
right here
right now
You'd best tell me all I need to know.