The Box (Wishpers 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!