Terrified    The petals shaken   From the rose   Teary-eyed, she slowly   Puts back on   Her clothes   "Maybe if I hadn't cried   He wouldn't have hurt me," she said   Torn inside, she sobs   Herself to sleep in bed      Follow me down   To where the   Sinners stay   Where they cry and the   Broken souls pray   Follow me down   To where the abused lay   At least I know she is   Safe this way      Another day   Another chance   To take her dreams   He makes her pay   With guilty thoughts   And silent screams   "Maybe if I hadn't run   he would have   let me go," she said   She starts to pray   For release from   Her fear and dread      Follow me down   To where the   Angels fall   Damned for the lust   Of the meek   And the small   Follow me down to where   The helpless crawl   The sins of others   Are my downfall      Dry your eyes    He cannot hurt you   Anymore   She denies   She's the victim   And he's the whore   Now he's gone   I put an end to his   Sadistic little game   Sent to Hell    I'll see him there   But he's to blame