Bloodshed Pandora, how darling the name.
The one that once again, sparked this crimson, blood filled flame.
It's the one that seeps through the melodies,
it's the one that watches the waves crash over me.
They say thoughts are like water, flowing through the mind,
well now this crimson flame is burning the pages,
all throughout this ne'er ending flood.
I open my darkened eyes to see that they're scattered with blood.