Somewhere upon a normal day on an ancient forest way
He revealed himself to me and commands
“Abandon your believe, I will request no more of thee
Cast away your faith and follow me down.
Take off the maiden-like dress, your skin suits you best
Be gone with your demure air!”
Hide or beseech, am I the relish in this written story
Nowhere 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 my 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, am I the relish in this written story
Nowhere 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.
I'm your little red relish…
Hide or beseech, am I the relish in this written story
Nowhere to redeem, nowhere to run, the tale casts me into his arms,
Into this sinful pleasure to which I now yield
Release me, free me from this ordeal.