I see her as a goddess,
but you treat her like a slut.
You left her in the garden
bleeding from the invisible cut.
Your action speaks louder
then harsh words ever could.
Sit her up on a high throne,
then burn her like scrap wood.
Paint your sweet lies
upon her ever trusting ears.
The leave her for dead
because you can't face your fears.
Face of an angel
but something with in you dies.
Black hearted criminal,
you can only demonize.
Leave her alone
you can only cause her pain.
Fly from her side
don't try to explain.
Alone in the cold
she'll slowly drift insane.
Leave her in mercy,
don't drag her down again.
