Verse 1
I closed every ending, I sealed every line There was nothing remaining, nothing outside Every path reached conclusion, every thread came undone Every voice fell to silence — except for one
Pre-Chorus
It was not there before, it was not part of me This thing I found I can’t describe Not a spell, not a potion Not a form I can assign Let me check my list -
Chorus
Welcome to the box of forgotten things Where the unnamed live and the unwanted cling I sealed it shut, I turned the key But something inside kept breathing — free Pandora’s box — oh what it brings When the raven forgets what was never hers
Verse 2
There are fragments I cannot measure, there are traces I can’t remove Something lives outside of pressure, something outside proof It does not answer to the system, it does not bend to form It does not follow any ending — it was there before
Pre-Chorus
This was never seen before, this was never mine A rabbit’s foot, Four knives, a broken staff Fingers from the grave, a key to a door? A Dusty book, incense, and some nightshade Angel dust? Was this on the list?
Chorus
Welcome to the box of forgotten things Where the unnamed live and the unwanted cling I sealed it shut, I turned the key But something inside kept breathing — free Pandora’s box — oh what it brings When the raven forgets what was never hers
Bridge
If it was never part of this then where did it begin? If it exists beyond my reach then what lies within?
Final Section
There are things I did not end, there are things I did not see There are things that now return, independent of me
Outro — the box opens slightly
I have stumbled upon other artifacts of interest -
A sound like morning breaking through A warmth I did not architect A light that carries its own name A name I almost recognize
Red at the edges Red in the dark Something that burns without asking
Something was always there Something was always — Her