Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Torn from the Womb, artist - Infant Annihilator. Album song The Palpable Leprosy of Pollution, in the genre
Date of issue: 11.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Torn from the Womb |
Drag the nuns from their rooms. |
It’s finally time to extract the |
Bastards from their wombs. |
Their hands are bound and then they’re |
Gagged for surgery. |
Punctured with a rusted blade, then I force my |
Fingers in the wound. |
I stretch it till the flesh has torn; |
with my |
Filthy hands I rip it more. |
The mother’s screams are muffled by the |
Gag shoved down her throat. |
The tension builds as I unveil her uterus |
Her anaesthesia is my cock. |
Convulsions overwhelm my patience — if |
These persist ill have no choice but to kill her before she gives |
Birth. |
What a fucking shame. |
Death brings me joy, but I would rather |
See her suffer as I rip her bastard child from her womb. |
I Press the |
Blade to her throat. |
Dull and with crooked teeth, I begin to saw |
Through her neck until I reach her spine. |
Now that she is dead her |
Body lays still. |
Now her unborn child is ready for extraction. |
I slice |
Open the uterus and the placenta rushes out. |
Mixed with blood it pools |
In her gaping wound. |
This carcass cocktail of placenta and blood is |
Shared among assistants helping me birth the child. |
Once it’s gone the |
Severed uterus is bare and then the birth begins. |
I grab the child by |
His leg and rip him from the womb. |
His mother’s entrails pull out and |
Spread upon the bed. |
I rape her body till she turns into a putrid |
Heap, then I remove the umbilical cord. |
I cart the child down the hall |
To be classed and then sent to the nursery of rape |