She was beautiful
In an ugly world
A foreigner of pale skin
A young blond girl
He was beautiful
In an ugly world
His name is one you'd come to know
His eyes had met so many others
She was beautiful
But to no avail
In the public disgusting eye
She was the odd one out
He was ugly
Only in the eyes of the gods
She was ugly
For she was unlike them
He was ugly
Rotten inside
She was ugly
Also in his eyes
He brought her dead flowers
In exchange for pleasure
He could have bought her the world
But did not
He brought her dead flowers
In exchange for pleasure
The one with power and wealth
Abuse the less fortunate
He brought her dead flowers
In exchange for pleasure
He could have bought her the world
But did not
He brought her dead flowers
In exchange for pleasure
The one with power and wealth
Abuse the less fortunate
Acclaimed for wealth and power
Not for character
Her beauty in this world unseen
Doesn't fucking matter
She was but a slave
To his mercy and power
Even he who shared her bed
He wanted her because she was different
But still he looked at her
With disgust in his eyes
He had his reason to keep her alive
For the same reason she died
An unmarked grave so far from home
A rose now blooms in the soil
He brought her dead flowers
In exchange for pleasure
He could have bought her the world
But did not
He brought her dead flowers
In exchange for pleasure
The one with power and wealth
Abuse the less fortunate