Luyện nghe bài hát From Womb to Waste

Burning to conceive
like animals blind in
But they're all the same
copulation to breed,
anatomy and instinct lust
consumed but the product is a life.
A malicious maternal
forth in precarious
birth from the into the trash.
Precious, life,
crawling on the of the dumpster floor.
Only to the mother in guilt,
as she stumbles the
covered in flies.
With a ten stare dead to the
world she gave one fuck
for the inside...none.
the crack pipe in shame just to forget.
Yet with another hit, on
the streets in another
life she had hope.
But that went the drain.
Along her pride.
habitually resigned.
the carcass, in the
waste bin death designed?
Or fixing the future with quick
Conceived and away
from womb the waste.
trash, putrid, the bodies overrun.
Aborted removal, with precision.
Tools specifically
fetal termination.
Blind the enraged.
Bomb the into oblivion.
Kill the killer will say.
through murder goes both ways.
Conceived and thrown
from into the waste.
One girl, mortified.
knew what was growing within.
Obese, diseased, on her knees
she gave 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 left it 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 more girl, six in,
takes a hanger and a of pills.
The pro-life has nothing to
say as the embryo's away.
Straight into the trash the
unborn offspring,
dead in time, unwanted.
Dead pile a mass of cells,
10 more bags and the swells.
mass fetal decay,
no one cares were they anyway?