Little Red Relish
Somewhere upon a normal day on a 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 me plead and guide me to your wolfs 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
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 my ordeal
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 me plead and guide me to your wolfs 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
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 my ordeal
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Writer(s): Marco Heubaum, Dianne Van Giersbergen
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