La Vita Et Bella in Cold By Winter

My house of shards of glass,
'Til I can find you!
Nails drag across the skin,
Her childhood torn from her
Gone with her hymen.
All these words are supposed to be,
Where I can find you.
Her saviour H.I.V.,
Provides escape from here.
Still I cant see you!

Penny for a womb,
Male depravity
Combine parental greed,
Governs her destiny.

Celebrate testes,
A god would do the same,
no trade in tears here child
Guilt is too high.

A clean conscience,
Included in the price,
Mr. look your daughter,
Your wife, in the eye.

At whatever cost,
Pride in that chromosome,
You raped a child sir,
I dont care what you paid
Shes a little girl You should be ashamed How could you take Her right to choose.

A house of shards of glass,
'Til I can find you!
Surrender limbs in fear
A child is crucified,
Still I cant find you,

I cannot find you, When will you save me? I cannot find you, I cannot bleed! I cannot find you, Here Im without you, I cannot find you, I cannot die.
When will you save me?