Symphony Obligates Sympathy Songtext

...when she's filled with such serenity and grace?

Where will she go when no-one is there?
Why should she love when there's no-one to care?
How can she breathe when there's so much to bear?

Why live at all?

Impoverished in birth. Abandoned by her family.
Abolished in worth. Patronized by society.
Tasteless humor is derived from her pain and misery.
Emotional tumor has made her a travesty.

Now she won't know where to turn.
How can she be able to reside?
Now she's unable to learn.
How will she build up her pride...

...with so much rejection one can't slide?
Who will be there to hear her say a word
when tears of sadness make her unheard?
Who will hear her when she has to say...

...why pick on me?
Please let me be!

She is disfigured by hurt. She's deemed inhuman in form.
She is seen by the mainstream as not part of the norm.
She's seen by the mainstream as not part of the norm.
After so much wanton animosity, she can't remain calm.

Now she has no hope left.
How will she see the next day?
Now she is the result of theft.
How will she find her way...

...when no one else is willing to pay?

The way they treat her is so underhand.
They think she's disabled but she can understand.
They are despicable people of a negative strand.

Why do they maul?
Why should she haul?

Her womb should be spared from what may loom.
Chastity should not go through abuse.

For whom it concerns, think of the impending doom.
Charity would stop the beast who dares to imbue.

For thy it discerns, save her from the mental tomb.
"Virgin spring is ripe and should be misused" says whom?
I fume.