Shredder Bugs and the Block Plane Blues

[Intro] *Heavy guitar riff fades in, accompanied by distorted harmonica* [Verse 1] There’s a block plane in the workshop, smoothin’ edges fine, Glidin’ ‘cross the oak like a train on a line. But one dusty dusk, came a click-clackin’ sound, Shredder Bugs crawled in, teeth like the ground. [Chorus] Shredder Bugs, oh Shredder Bugs—tearin’ through the grain! They gnawed that steel to rust, left nothin’ but the pain. Block plane cried aloud, but the swarm just roared, Turned a tool of pride to a twisted, jagged hoard. [Verse 2] The plane fought back, blade spinnin’ fierce and bright, But the Bugs just laughed, chewed through day and night. Their wings hummed doom, a metallic swarm, Left the shavings dyed with the tears of the barn. [Bridge] They ain’t spiders, ain’t worms, ain’t no earthly curse, Just gears and hate in a universe perverse. Jaws of iron, eyes like coal, They feast on tools to claim your soul. [Chorus] Shredder Bugs, oh Shredder Bugs—tearin’ through the grain! They gnawed that steel to rust, left nothin’ but the pain. Block plane cried aloud, but the swarm just roared, Turned a tool of pride to a twisted, jagged hoard. [Outro] *Guitar feedback wails, fading into a lone, defeated harmonica note*