Unwanted waste of life The children we despise Decrepit and unborn Cephalically malformed Aborted without a care Destroyed without despair Orphaned before their birth Nothing is their worth
I'll take them home with me To be placed upon my shelves Living in their deaths Jars of formaldehyde Life they seek to gain Never will this be fulfilled With the start of each new day My collection grows for my fetal
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Unwanted waste of life The children we despise Aborted without a care Destroyed without despair
I'll take them home with me To be placed upon my shelves Living in their deaths Jars of formaldehyde Life they seek to gain Never will this be fulfilled With the start of each new day My collection grows for my fetal
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Living in liquid Just like the womb Inside of jars Sealed in their tomb No need for food No need for breath No need for liquid They live in death But I know they will care I know they will hate I know they can feel it I know it's too late I am their father Now they are loved Living through ages Forever young
They will be my children...
They will be my children...
They will be my children...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
