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