Luyện nghe bài hát From Womb to Waste

Burning urge to
like animals in heat
But they're all the same
compulsion to breed,
just and instinct lust
consumed but the product is a life.
A malicious seed
spewed forth in
birth the womb into the trash.
Precious, life,
on the filth of the dumpster floor.
Only to the mother in guilt,
as she stumbles the
covered in flies.
With a ten mile dead to the
she never gave one fuck
for the inside...none.
Sucks the crack pipe in shame to forget.
Yet another hit, she's on
the again in another
she once had hope.
But that down the drain.
Along her pride.
Nurses resigned.
the carcass, in the
waste bin death legally
Or fixing the with quick extraction?
Conceived and thrown
from womb the waste.
Human trash, putrid, the overrun.
Aborted removal, with precision.
specifically designed
forcing termination.
the morally enraged.
Bomb the into oblivion.
the killer they will say.
Justice through goes both ways.
Conceived and thrown
from womb the waste.
One girl, mortified.
Never knew what was within.
Obese, diseased, on her knees
she birth on the toilet seat.
anesthetize.
Late feticide.
Orphan from rape.
lived, half a face.
Crackhead for host.
Hatching ghosts.
Pregnant, and high.
It was no surprise,
she it there to die.
One girl who could never conceive.
Psychopath, maternity-mad.
Took a bat to her mother's head,
her up and took the baby out.
One more girl, six in,
takes a hanger and a of pills.
The pro-life has nothing to
say as the embryo's away.
Straight the trash with the
offspring, generations
dead in time, unwanted.
flesh pile a mass of cells,
10 bags and the landfill swells.
Ripened fetal decay,
no one cares were they anyway?