No Voice, No Name
Bloody fetus ripped to shreds
Tissue mass scarlet red
Ancient slime, evolution stew
That was all I thought of you
Your life demands inconvience me
I'll kill you now to keep me free
My idol, my god, myself be praised
A sacrifice offering to hell I raise
Your severed life cut to the quick
Bodily remains in sewage thick
I gloat at God I am pro choice
To murder a child that has no voice
My will I honor, diety supreme
Gods judgement prevails, it's then I scream
To lucifer's delight I writhe in flame
I aborted a child that has no name
Copyright © Jim Meissner | Year Posted 2018
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