Like the fingers of a thousand spiders
Reaching out from a shadowy grave
I get a message from a long-lost lover
Calling out from her piney-wood cave
I can hear her whispering under the ground
I get electric chills from the awesome sound
Mycelia
I feel ya
Mycelia
Under the earth
Sending secrets of an ancient nature
That are lost from the annals of man
Handed mysteries and a hidden history
That are older than we understand
