Crackin' of the miscarried skeleton Pleasure in perforated genitals Interruption of sack continuity Born in slaughterhouse
You feel the stink of trickled plasma Foetuses burst on the walls The beds seeped with blood through Rationed mothers has just died
Rummaged crotch had to give birth To the new individuals for hopeness
The madman turned into the brutal gynecologist Changed maternity hospital to butchers delicacies
Furled with helpless women Satisfied leaving to the unknown places Just the results of the accomplished Religion of obedience has been left
Fanatic crowds of the believers Under thread of cross violence Blinded making brutality at women foreboding nothing
Let's stop the deceived by the false promises Lets open their minds to perceive the real world I don't want to stand your belief anymoreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
