Wight Spider

"Wight Spider"
Wight Spider cover
Song by Marilyn Manson
Album	The High End of Low
Released	May 20, 2009
Recorded	March 2008–January 2009 in Los Angeles and Hollywood, California
Length	5:25
Label	Interscope
Writer	Marilyn Manson
Producer	Marilyn Manson, Chris Vrenna, Twiggy, Sean Beavan

"Wight Spider" is the tenth track from the 2009 release The High End of Low. Its title was revealed on April 7, 2009, in a blog which described both it and eight other songs from the album.

Music details

A blog by Metal Hammer describes "Wight Spider" as having "Massive chords replete with omonious semi-tones. This may not be groundbreaking stuff for the band, but it is what they do best. Spooky black-glam vocal delivery and taunting bullying choruses with falsetto layers that dance round you like a black mass meets the hokey-cokey. Lyrically, the themes fit, with accusations of "possession" and an aggressive recurring "you". Again there are melodic similarities to material from Holywood, but not so much as to be embarrassing. The pop-structures of previous tracks from the album are gone and what he learned from Trent Reznor is back – whether conscious or not: the track builds and builds without changing direction. Again the slower tempo brings the album average down, and you might find yourself wanting something a bit quicker to plug-in the aggression – the kind that has you pounding your steering wheel and you pass a born again Christian who's been blocking you since the service station on the motorway. Or something."

In his review for The Quietus, John Robb explains that the song "drives along with a bass line that sounds like it was borrowed from everyone's favourite uber-Viking Peter Hook- that kind of snaking, one fingered, minor key thing."

Appearances

Albums

• The High End of Low

Versions

• "Wight Spider" — Appears on The High End of Low
• "Wight Spider" (Alternate Version) — Appears on the deluxe edition of The High End of Low

Lyrics

    Ill build you a shiny
    dollhouse or church
    where you can shrink
    into a tiny wight spider
    and gorge on horrid memories
    with conceited wings
    Smother the past in a cocoon
    for me
    and Ill help you move
    all the bodies
    Ill possess you but I dont need you
    to be another one of my possessions
    I dont need you to be my possession
    and I wont make you kneel
    for anyone but me
     wont promise a star
    dont promise your soul
    Well say that we dont believe
    Ill keep you wet when the world is dry
    I can see them coming
    Ill take you back inside
    if they came for answers
     wrap my claws round your mouth tight
    we consume each other
    until theres nothing left to hide
    and they can all drown in our blood