Pandora, Pandora Hold on to you're Box
Open the lid and the Gods will be cross
The blood will flood out and the Scars that won't heal
Keep in you're dark secrets and the rest will yeald
Sniker Snaker the vorpal Blade goes
Wherever it goes , Alice will follow
Just one of the souls which tu posses
Pandora, don't say Dulce et Decorum est Pro patria mori
As that is a different part to you're story
But truely it's meaning has been Changed
You killed people then and you're mind is still diranged
So be draged back to the land of white
And snuggle up in a Straight-Jacket nice and tight
Be forced into Darkness...
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