Paroles de Infanticide

Diseased generation, infected by itself Controlled evolution for the one within yourself Mass annihilation of a burden unaware Imprecated deaths to the child that you bear Procreate Impregnate with shame Degenerate The one yet unnamed Desiccate The breath of my being Suffocate Life with deceit Perpetuate An unknown fate Desecrate Abolish the sacrament Eliminate Cast from a world of living inside Condemned to a death by a camouflaged crime Imprisoned by youth, death is my guide Remnant of life, infanticide What then remains, but that we should still cry For being born, and being born to die Tread softly, for an angel band Doth guard this silent dust The forgotten soul now wanders free Forever in their trust Doomed to death, though fated not to die Descendent of silence, I scream the unheard cry Irreverent conception, drawing one last breath Problem resolved by an influential death