Triste Querida

Beautiful little hypocrite
Beautiful little virgin
With saddened heart
And bended knee
You beg for them to forgive me

Beautiful little innocent
Beautiful little whore
With closed heart
And opened knees
If only they had killed me

Beautiful little secret
Beautiful little scar
With tattered clothes
And broken screams
They seem so unfamiliar
When you’re not hearing them from me

Beautiful little child
Beautiful little mistake
With twin fates you cry out to me
The crime was committed
Now enter your plea

Beautiful little human being
Beautiful little statistic
On your knees again
Bleeding heard begging please
These shallow breaths
Were not in your shallow dreams

Beautiful little treasure
Beautiful little bounty
If only I could save you
Throw myself before a lesser god
So the smiling one might take you