Luyện nghe bài hát From Womb to Waste

Burning urge to
like animals blind in
But they're human all the
copulation to breed,
anatomy and instinct lust
consumed but the is a human life.
A maternal seed
spewed forth in
from the womb into the trash.
Precious, life,
crawling on the filth of the floor.
Only to the mother in guilt,
as she stumbles the
alley in flies.
With a ten stare dead to the
world she never gave one
for the inside...none.
Sucks the crack pipe in just to forget.
Yet with another hit, 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?
Conceived and away
from womb the waste.
trash, putrid, the bodies overrun.
Aborted removal, with precision.
specifically designed
forcing termination.
Blind the enraged.
Bomb the clinic oblivion.
Kill the they will say.
Justice through murder both ways.
and thrown away
from into the waste.
One girl, mortified.
knew what was growing within.
Obese, diseased, down on her
she gave birth on the seat.
anesthetize.
Late feticide.
Orphan from rape.
lived, half a face.
Crackhead for host.
living ghosts.
Pregnant, and high.
It was no surprise,
she it there to die.
One more who could never conceive.
Psychopath, maternity-mad.
a steel bat to her mother's head,
hacked her up and the baby out.
One girl, six months in,
takes a and a bottle of pills.
The pro-life has nothing to
say as the scraped away.
Straight the trash with the
unborn offspring,
in time, progeny unwanted.
Dead flesh pile a of cells,
10 more and the landfill swells.
Ripened fetal decay,
no one cares they human anyway?