Reproach with back against the wall Violate the bride Placed under the spotlight Exposed to degrading things Come thief, make your sway Forced to bud before their time Displayed in pomp before their lusting eyes Through no fault of their own Father, husband, son Cling to her waist Her beauty emanates in brevity Tonight the petals begin to fade Exposed in their shame Thrown out, left to decay Through no fault of their own Abandoned by those who made them into what they are