Slowly, carefully, painstakingly lifting the lid.
Gazing down into the empty box we comprehend not what we did.
Seeing nothing, we once again close the box, yet the air is filled with perfume.
We’ve released one from the depths of the hottest flumes.
Our eyes blinded we cannot see.
Believing only an empty box we’ve opened we know not to flee.
Laughing in delight the phantom of the box begins right away to stray.
Creating chaos knowing no abandonment, laughing in glee knowing we first forgot to pray.
Forgetting our redemption, forgetting our place we’ve opened “Pandora’s Box”
Listening to long standing errors of strife we soon stand still in our own stocks.
Wandering away, we listened to many an articulate speaker, our ears tickled how pride did grow.
Growing in pride, is it any wonder we should reap that which we did sow?
Pandora’s Box filled with deceit, filled with lies, perfumed to hide the smell of sulfur
Listening to errors we willingly inhale destruction to our souls our witness soon but a bleeding ulcer.
Opening Pandora’s Box we’re consumed with materialism, forgetting the empty box.
Fast fading is Pandora’s perfume, as too late we see the gleaming lock.
Too late, too late, we’ve believed a lie, now no escape, no hope, it is proclaimed.
But wait, wait, says the Lamb, for you I’ll pay, you I’ll reclaim.
Quaking in fright anger swiftly applied the flume wishes to consume, knowing it’s fate.
Laughing the Lamb walks steadily knowing the hour, time it stands still as Heaven waits.
Pandora’s Box sealed forever we’ve been set free.
Your mistake, my acceptance, our shared inheritance how soon our sin will be buried in the deepest sea.
Acceptance of the Lamb guarantee’s our fine it is paid.
Ransom so high we could not pay, yet the Lamb came to our aid.
Pandora’s Box opened in a garden, sending out far reaching vapors intended to kill.
Death though it was not for us His will…
Grace and mercy walked hand in hand past our sin forever closing that open coffin.
Our debt paid, into Pandora’s Box we need never enter in.