2. Molesting The Innocence
[Music and text by Mrtifico]
Twisted views 'bout newborn life
A pure taste for
perversions
Nine months to await to develop our dementia
ChildBirth among the bones of our previous spawns
Sadistic conception
destined to be devoured
Painful extraction in plasma and blood
Hung by the feet, moribund meat
I beat his face with all my
strength
Sadopleasure of molestation
Strangled with the umbilical cord
He swallows my vomit, and slowly he chokes
I drink
the pus from the wounds and dissect all the mouth
Ablation of the organs, Incisions in the stomach
Sliced and cooked for the
supper, the best meal for a father
Eat the flesh of my son, one thing that can prove my love