Luyện nghe bài hát From Womb to Waste

Burning to conceive
like blind in heat
But human all the same
compulsion to breed,
just anatomy and lust
but the product is a human life.
A malicious seed
forth in precarious
birth from the womb the trash.
Precious, life,
crawling on the filth of the floor.
Only to the mother in guilt,
as she from the
alley in flies.
With a ten mile stare to the
world she never gave one
for the inside...none.
Sucks the crack pipe in just to forget.
Yet another hit, she's on
the streets in another
she once had hope.
But that down the drain.
with her pride.
Nurses resigned.
the carcass, in the
waste bin legally designed?
Or the future with quick extraction?
and thrown away
from womb the waste.
trash, putrid, the bodies overrun.
Aborted removal, cold precision.
Tools designed
forcing termination.
Blind the enraged.
Bomb the into oblivion.
the killer they will say.
Justice through goes both ways.
Conceived and away
from womb the waste.
One girl, mortified.
knew what was growing within.
Obese, diseased, down on her
she gave on the toilet seat.
anesthetize.
Late feticide.
Orphan spawned rape.
lived, half a face.
Crackhead for host.
Hatching ghosts.
Pregnant, and high.
It was no surprise,
she left it 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 girl, six months in,
a hanger and a bottle of pills.
The priest has nothing to
say as the scraped away.
Straight into the with the
unborn offspring,
in time, progeny unwanted.
Dead pile a mass of cells,
10 bags and the landfill swells.
Ripened fetal decay,
no one cares were human anyway?