Spiders in the Night

In the alley's dark shadows, they gather 'round,

With a secret that they keep underground.

Cigar blazes, their eyes so cold,

Stories of a past, they still hold.

In the silence, whispers unfold,

A tale of grit, daring and bold.

Underneath the city’s neon glow,

They move in shadows, casting their shadow.

They’re the spiders in the night, silent and sly,

With guns and cigars, watching, never shy.

In the darkness, they reign, fear in their stride,

Tell the tale, of the spider's pride.

With fedoras tipped low, they lurk unseen,

Behind the lines of the in-between.

A gang of silence, a haunting sight,

Preying on the weak in the dead of night.

Trust is a game, they never play,

In the shadows, they own their way.

The city holds its breath, 'neath their gaze,

Living in a dangerous haze.

They’re the spiders in the night, silent and sly,

With guns and cigars, watching, never shy.

In the darkness, they reign, fear in their stride,

Tell the tale, of the spider's pride.

Betrayal's a whisper, danger's near,

In their web, no escape, no fear.

They rule with an iron grip, cold and tough,

In the shadows, they've had enough.

So remember the story when the night is deep,

The spiders are watching, secrets to keep.

Underneath the moon's cruel light,

They vanish again, out of sight.