Little Red Relish
Somewhere upon a normal day on a ancient forest wayHe revealed himself to me and commands
“Abandon your believe, I will request no more of thee,cast away your faith and follow me downTake off the maiden like dress, your skin suits you bestBe gone with your demure air”
Hide or beseech, am I the relish in this written storyNowhere to redeem, nowhere to run, the tale casts me into his arms,Into this sinful pleasure to which I now yieldFree me from my ordeal
In the morning I awoke, I recalled the words he spokeAnd could not withstand his final courtshipLead me deep into your woods, I’m your “little riding hood”Hear me plead and guide me to your wolfs lair
Off with this maiden like dress, my skin suits me best,Dive into the crimson mare
Oh deep in his wake, I lay down to be reborn and cradledLet me die to only reveal the secrets of my core
Hide or beseech, am I the relish in this written storyNowhere to redeem, nowhere to run, the tale casts me into his arms,Into this sinful pleasure to which I now yieldRelease me, free me from this ordeal