Rushed to the hospital Strapped into machine Doctors crowd around you Staring at a screen That thing inside of you Is dead as fuck And this can only mean
Stillbirth cannon A torpedo of pale blue flesh Stillbirth cannon Your dead baby the cause of your death
Surgeons brace For your disgrace To fly from the womb into their face it starts to crown Everyone get down You blink and its too late
Stillbirth cannon A torpedo of pale blue flesh Stillbirth cannon Your dead baby the cause of your deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
