Luyện nghe bài hát From Womb to Waste

Burning urge to
animals blind in heat
But they're human all the
compulsion to breed,
just anatomy and lust
but the product is a human life.
A malicious seed
forth in precarious
birth from the into the trash.
Precious, life,
crawling on the of the dumpster floor.
Only known to the in guilt,
as she from the
alley in flies.
With a ten mile dead to the
she never gave one fuck
for the inside...none.
the crack pipe in shame just to forget.
Yet another hit, she's on
the streets again in
she once had hope.
But went down the drain.
Along her pride.
habitually resigned.
the carcass, in the
waste bin death designed?
Or fixing the future with quick
Conceived and thrown
from womb the waste.
trash, putrid, the bodies overrun.
Aborted removal, with precision.
Tools designed
fetal termination.
Blind the enraged.
Bomb the clinic oblivion.
the killer they will say.
Justice through murder both ways.
Conceived and away
from into the waste.
One girl, mortified.
Never knew was growing within.
Obese, diseased, on her knees
she gave on the toilet seat.
anesthetize.
Late feticide.
spawned from rape.
Short lived, a face.
whore for host.
Hatching ghosts.
Pregnant, and high.
It was no surprise,
she it there to die.
One more girl who never conceive.
Psychopath, maternity-mad.
Took a steel bat to her head,
her up and took the baby out.
One girl, six months in,
takes a hanger and a of pills.
The pro-life priest has to
say as the scraped away.
Straight into the trash the
offspring, generations
dead in time, unwanted.
flesh pile a mass of cells,
10 more bags and the swells.
Ripened fetal decay,
no one cares were human anyway?