Prometheus Burning The Box (whispers From Within)
Give heed to resistance
Peeling back the flesh of temptation
Inside the box
Words bleed
Together
Writing’s on the wall
The whispers of sin
As it fades
She shuts herself in
Will power collapsing
Relapse, recoil
From the box we came
To the box we return
Misinformation a tease
Catching only a fragment
Obsessed with what lies
In obscurity
Ignorant of the consequence
She gives herself to desire
Primal urge to peer inside
Scarred by the blade of temptation
Gave in now
Can’t give back
Go in now
Don’t look back
Justify
Seeing through sight restricted
Illuminated shapes shift in the dark
Sifting through the soul to reveal
The price paid for
Curiosity
We are so weak
Indistinct mutterings swarm the mind
Picking apart
The answers
Hard to find
Gave in now
Can’t give back
Go in now
Don’t look back
Justify
Sinking, feeling, denial
Brought forth from within
External reflection
The mirror reveals itself
Distorted monstrous
The self shapeless terrifies
This is the price paid for
Curiosity
This is the price paid for
Curiosity
We are so weak
We are so weak
This is the price paid for
Curiosity!
