Oh!
How lovely does that angel sing?

You know!?...
The one that has not flown?
...Whose hand will never sting.
She you've made your own?
To whom that you so cling?

(and now a jump roping cadence??)

She's left so quick, no time to spy
No proof will ever be an aliby

So cute, so precious, she's your flower
Let's feel secure, and make her cower.

Come to realize that you've fallen from grace.
Tell the whole world with the marks on her face

What is this? I think it's a clue.
She went to work again just to terrorize you!