Years of wondering what’s inside
A mythological predator of doom
But why open it every day
I told you “Don’t touch that”
But like a four year old
You just can’t help yourself
Gather your followers
Who delight in chaos and confusion
Blame it on someone else
It’s Pandora Boxes
A new one opened every day
Wolves are on the prowl
But who knows
How many boxes are left
Before Armageddon
It’s called survival
It’s called resist the demon
It’s called Hope ☮️
