Spawning, of the infant - bloodied, soiled and sober A horrible mess, and putrid stench to match I find no joy in this I'm bored and wish that I was pissed It's time to act Umbilical inebriation tool
Grab a scalpel slice carotid of the doctor arterial spray take the new born in my hand for the first time and the last with a bone saw I will cease it's incessant bawling
While the mother screams, I tear the cord from her I'm getting fucking blood, all over my shoes Her cries are so piercing So I choke her to death, with the umbilical noose Her silent dead eyes, please me to no end
With babe in hand I bring the saw down
The skull splits easily a clean cut made, from ear to ear I remove the bone and the brain from my first born's head
Raise the chalice and consume
Booze flows at alarming rate through my dead kids corpse Umbilical funnel, proves efficient to a fault Childbirth gore blends well with hops goes down, smooth Cerebral chunks, so rich and dark so bitter, sweet quite chocolaty almost fruity try with red meat
Pour, another beer through my baby bong umbilical weaponised alcohol I'll drink em down, till my body is numb then head to the maternity ward
Pour, another beer through my baby bong umbilical weaponised alcohol I'll drink em down, till my body is numb massacre in the maternity ward
Covered, with insides inebriated infanticide Scooping out more brains to make more for me and my mates Umbilical cord beer bong if it feels good it can't be wrong Babies suck beer rules that is that you can't change scientific factTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
