Xandria - Little Red Relish

Somewhere upon a normal day on a ancient forest way
He revealed himself to me and commands,
“Abandon your belief, I request no more of thee,
Cast away your faith and follow me down.

Take off your maiden-like dress, your skin suits you best.
Be gone with your demure air”.

Hide or beseech, I am the relish in this written story.
No way to redeem, nowhere to run,
The tale casts me into his arms,
Into this sinful pleasure to which I now yield.
Free me from my ordeal.

In the morning I awoke, I recalled the words he spoke
And could not withstand his final courtship.
Lead me deep into your woods, I’m your “little riding hood”.
Hear me plead and guide me to your wolf's lair.

Off with this maiden-like dress, my skin suits me best,
Dive into the crimson mare.

Hide or beseech, I am the relish in this written story.
No way to redeem, nowhere to run,
The tale casts me into his arms,
Into this sinful pleasure to which I now yield.
Free me from my ordeal.

Oh, deep in his wake I lay down to be reborn and cradled.
Let me die to only reveal the secrets of my core.

My little red relish.

Hide or beseech, I am the relish in this written story.
No way to redeem, nowhere to run,
The tale casts me into his arms,
Into this sinful pleasure to which I now yield.
Free me from this ordeal.