The plight of the siren is
No one believes her
When she really loves you, you’ll never know
So nobody trusts her and everyone leaves her
A promise is nothing, the sailors all go
And she always thinks that she’ll keep you beside her
But slowly the instinct takes root in her throat
The plight of the siren is
That she destroys everything
In her hands like a bad puppet show
Oooh, oooh, ooh, ooh
Persephone, Persephone
Persephone, Persephone, Persephone…
The plight of the siren is
She’ll never sing without somebody claiming she’s starting a war
And every word from her lips
Is a sign that she’s hungry for blood, she’s a killer and moreso
The music is sweeter than honey, but honey, oh
Think what a monster she is at her core
The plight of the siren is
That she’s a menace
A beast like a wolf in candy store
Oooh, oooh, ooh, ooh
Persephone, Persephone
Persephone, Persephone, Persephone…
The plight of the siren is
History wrote her as evil for men to avoid at all costs
Call her the temptress, the whore, always luring
Those good boys ashore, the pure virtuous
The plight of the siren is
Everyone’s always been
Scared of a powerful woman
Persephone, Persephone
Persephone, Persephone
Persephone, Persephone
Persephone, Persephone
Persephone, Persephone (I’m calling)
Persephone, Persephone
Persephone, Persephone (I’m calling for you)
Persephone, Persephone
Persephone, Persephone
Persephone, Persephone
Persephone, Persephone
Persephone, Persephone
Persephone…