Held in captivity and tied with the trust she had in you Trapped in between your legs with no show of love You feigned passion, yet you watched on You watch on while she is getting cut for no just cause Her cries piercing my heart.   My heart, her cries puncture The pain of seeing her writhe in pain breaks me Her cry for help, a must heed Her yearnings for love, one too loud to ignore Her cry pierces my heart.     Leading her to the slaughter house Tying her like a ram for the next festival Oh! It is a festival but For what cause is the cut? Her cries pierce my heart.     Emerging from the pool of her own blood All because you lied to her about cleanliness Look at her again and claim you love her Tell her you cut her for no just cause That her cries may pierce the peace in your heart.