Oh, wonderful girl of ichor and clay

Daughter of angry gods and holy ground

Curious wanderings led her astray

The queen of all evils, she bears her crown

Her hands on the lid of a jar of sin,

Mind begging for a tiny peek inside

To open the cap with the slightest spin

Pandora tried to resist it, she tried

But she opened the lid, set forth a wave

Of disease and death, of sorrow and hate

The killer of a world she could not save

It was just a peek, but it sealed our fate

But blaming her makes me a hypocrite

Lurking behind closed doors, I watch and spy

I've felt her need to know, I ache with it

The lid beneath my palm begs me to pry

Me and my twin, the girl of dirt and star

Eternally doomed to open the jar