As the day bleeds into nightfall and the moon starts to shine A woman sits by the creek in a forest full of pines Surrounded by the ravenous wolves yearning for her flesh She stares at the beast who keeps her chained for the pack Hoping that one day she would take back her dignity She offers herself every night to the monsters who sold their morality When the night is dark and the wolves all asleep She looks down in the water and laughs at her grief Wondering how the beauty turned out to be her enemy Almost as if it was the curse of Persephonie As in the box of Pandora, there's one thing that forever lives Hidden deep inside her box-like heart is the hope to change her destiny Clinging to this hidden gem, she can still endure countless miseries But how beautiful the world is outside, she keeps having reveries And as long as she lives, she will hold on To the dreams of her past that still keep her strong And on a sto...