Underoath. Act Of Depression. Innocence Stolen. Zeneszám

Her body twitches, unbearable pain
Lord bring me out of this, why doesn't he stop, love does not exist
Her insides feel like an unbearable hell
Confusion runs through her mind
She prays so loud, she cries from the inside
why, why, why, why, how could someone do this to me?
He has taken this gift from her, fright in her eyes,
he doesn't even flinch, persistence on his face
Her body lay helpless as the shock kicks in
Thoughts of death only enter in
Why was I raped? Why did he do this to me,
I thought he loved me, but now my inside bleed
Scared for life, I face this world
Only the Lord helps me make it through each day
How can you look in a girl's eye and use her body for your own please?
This one's for the child molesters, this one's for the people who rape!
My God powerful will burn your bridged down!
Planned attack on your soul to defeat the evil and make you whole
If no change, then hell your fate
When you rape you take the most important thing in a young girls life
Those who have been raped: you are in my prayers... God hears your cries