Blood is coming out From genital cavity Legs moved wide apart Hands are planged inside womb Pieces of the unborn Are thrown in the corner Heap of mutilated Chopped up little torses Tiny arm is moving yet Umbilical cord connecting mother And child by life is ripped out From the crotch with caul The killers of their own kids Stand in the turn to this surgery Murder of the innocents They'll never see sunlight Pain is the first feeling Death inside the mother's cunt Mincer enters in your body Cuts,shreds in little pieces A quivering pile of useless flesh Brain like grey mass of jelle Is oozing from the cracked skull The unborn die There isn't a chance to wonder why Pulverized infant corpses Are ready to be burnt Dying alive embrio Turn to the pulp of minced meat Bloody chunks,livid stack Stripping off muscle tissue Mother bitch kills her child For freedom of lifeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
