From Womb to Waste Songtext
von Dying Fetus
From Womb to Waste Songtext
"It′s not my fault I'm pregnant and I want drugs, who cares?
Fuck the baby, let it die"
Burning urge to conceive
Like animals blind in heat
But they′re humans all the same
Copulation compulsion to breed
Just anatomy and instinct lust consumed
But the product is a human life
A malicious maternal seed
Spewed forth in precarious birth
From the womb into the trash
Precious, twisting life
Crawling on the filth of the dumpster floor
Only known to the mother in guilt
As she stumbles from the alley covered in flies
With a ten mile stare dead to the world
She never gave one fuck for the child inside
None!
Sucks the crack pipe in shame just to forget
Yet with another hit, she's on the streets again
In another life she once had hope
But that went down the drain
Along with her pride
Nurses habitually resigned
Tossing the carcass, in the waste bin death legally designed
Or fixing the future with quick extraction
Conceived and thrown away
From womb into the waste
Human trash, putrid, the bodies overrun
Aborted removal, with cold precision
Tools specifically designed
Forcing fetal termination
Blind the morally enraged
Bomb the clinic into oblivion
Kill the killer they will say
Justice through murder goes both ways
Conceived and thrown away
From womb into the waste
One more girl, mortified
Never knew what was growing within
Obese, diseased, down on her knees
She gave birth on the toilet seat
Insert anesthetize
Late term feticide
Orphan spawned from rape
Short lived, half a face
Crackhead whore for host
Hatching living ghosts
Pregnant, drunk and high
It was no surprise, when she left it there to die
One more girl who could never conceive
Psychopath, maternity-mad
Took a steel bat to her mother's head
Hacked her up and took the baby out
One more girl, six months in, takes a hanger and a bottle of pills
The pro-life priest has nothing to say as the embryo′s scraped away
Straight into the trash with the unborn offspring
Generations dead in time
Progeny unwanted
Dead flesh pile a mass of cells
Ten more bags and the landfill swells
Ripened mass fetal decay
No one cares, were they human anyway?
Fuck the baby, let it die"
Burning urge to conceive
Like animals blind in heat
But they′re humans all the same
Copulation compulsion to breed
Just anatomy and instinct lust consumed
But the product is a human life
A malicious maternal seed
Spewed forth in precarious birth
From the womb into the trash
Precious, twisting life
Crawling on the filth of the dumpster floor
Only known to the mother in guilt
As she stumbles from the alley covered in flies
With a ten mile stare dead to the world
She never gave one fuck for the child inside
None!
Sucks the crack pipe in shame just to forget
Yet with another hit, she's on the streets again
In another life she once had hope
But that went down the drain
Along with her pride
Nurses habitually resigned
Tossing the carcass, in the waste bin death legally designed
Or fixing the future with quick extraction
Conceived and thrown away
From womb into the waste
Human trash, putrid, the bodies overrun
Aborted removal, with cold precision
Tools specifically designed
Forcing fetal termination
Blind the morally enraged
Bomb the clinic into oblivion
Kill the killer they will say
Justice through murder goes both ways
Conceived and thrown away
From womb into the waste
One more girl, mortified
Never knew what was growing within
Obese, diseased, down on her knees
She gave birth on the toilet seat
Insert anesthetize
Late term feticide
Orphan spawned from rape
Short lived, half a face
Crackhead whore for host
Hatching living ghosts
Pregnant, drunk and high
It was no surprise, when she left it there to die
One more girl who could never conceive
Psychopath, maternity-mad
Took a steel bat to her mother's head
Hacked her up and took the baby out
One more girl, six months in, takes a hanger and a bottle of pills
The pro-life priest has nothing to say as the embryo′s scraped away
Straight into the trash with the unborn offspring
Generations dead in time
Progeny unwanted
Dead flesh pile a mass of cells
Ten more bags and the landfill swells
Ripened mass fetal decay
No one cares, were they human anyway?
Writer(s): Gallagher John Patrick Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
