Luyện nghe bài hát From Womb to Waste

Burning urge to
like animals blind in
But they're all the same
compulsion to breed,
just anatomy and lust
but the product is a human life.
A malicious seed
spewed in precarious
birth from the womb the trash.
Precious, life,
on the filth of the dumpster floor.
Only to the mother in guilt,
as she from the
alley in flies.
With a ten stare dead to the
she never gave one fuck
for the inside...none.
Sucks the pipe in shame just to forget.
Yet with hit, she's on
the again in another
she once had hope.
But went down the drain.
with her pride.
Nurses resigned.
the carcass, in the
waste bin legally designed?
Or fixing the future with extraction?
and thrown away
from womb the waste.
trash, putrid, the bodies overrun.
Aborted removal, with precision.
specifically designed
forcing termination.
the morally enraged.
Bomb the into oblivion.
Kill the they will say.
Justice murder goes both ways.
Conceived and thrown
from womb the waste.
One girl, mortified.
Never knew was growing within.
Obese, diseased, on her knees
she gave birth on the seat.
anesthetize.
Late feticide.
spawned from rape.
Short lived, a face.
whore for host.
Hatching ghosts.
Pregnant, and high.
It was no surprise,
she left it to die.
One more girl who could conceive.
Psychopath, maternity-mad.
Took a steel bat to her head,
hacked her up and the baby out.
One girl, six months in,
takes a hanger and a of pills.
The pro-life has nothing to
say as the scraped away.
Straight the trash with the
offspring, generations
dead in time, unwanted.
Dead flesh a mass of cells,
10 more and the landfill swells.
Ripened fetal decay,
no one cares they human anyway?