Pandora's Destruction

A harvest of the waning moon See how the unconsecrated lick their wounds Light is dark and hope is despair I have found my addiction elsewhere What is unleashed, a glorious toxin The agony bid for at this auction All the suffering of the world Was left in the hands of a curious girl Just a peek for her greedy eyes Just a touch led to our demise And now that the pain I feel takes form She let the fabric of the universe be torn I could be living in a world of perfection Instead I'm guided by misdirection A box so simple, a box so ordinary Set the burden on our backs for us to carry An ingenious design that left one to wonder As we looked up to the lightning and thunder Leaving destruction in its wake Until all that we are now is fake The girl that left us to our own And set upon us a curse we bemoan But among the others was a tool to cope "What is this?", you may ask-oh nothing but hope