((Oh look, someone figured it out. It's more of a poem than a song, though. :3))
You briefly debate between chopping it's head off and breakin g its legs, and then you realize that you have two hands and two weapons and decide to do both.
Even as you think it through, though, that spider is coming towards you. The thing certainly acts like a hungry animal, despite being a machine. The bloody thing might even be drooling.
Tara scowls in disgust, shaking her head, and finally begins to put bullets into the thing. Four 'Bang!'s echo through the air, corresponding to four trigger pulls and four bullet holes. As Tara stops to survey how she did, though, both of you realize that she barely slowed it down...and made it mad. The automaton growls at you, uttering another string of letters even as it charges.
”D....D......G...R.......N...D.....G...M...B....L.......N......T...H.....W....B....”
You really don't care by this point, and uttering a battle cry of “Off with your head!”, you charge into the fray! You swing your pick into one of its legs even as you try to decapitate it with your sword.
The pick carves a deep gash into the metal, and revealing the edge of something that is not just frame, something mechanical! Your sword, unfortunately, only manages to dent the metal. Solid gunmetal is simply too hard for a sword, it seems. Certainly, THAT particular sword...
The beast screeches in pain as another three shots ring into it, this time damaging one of its eyes. Tara desperately fumbles for a fresh set of bullets. Fortunately, it is also engaged with you at the moment, and you're much closer. It promptly tries to kick you away.