Paroles de Deviant Pregnancy

The child of a debauched, rancid harlot A beggar for the crippled Enveloped in the waste of the neo-malformed The infant of despisal Upon his cross before the world Fucked by all Created in its image of twisted fabrication Immaculate misconception Nothing born from nothing Cast into the jackals, the foremost judges It shall not be worthy Abortion - a necessary evil to spare us from the scum Fuck the deviant, tear the seed An ovarian rupture uproots the weed Created in its image of twisted fabrication And hung by a cord What would give it life shall choke it Fucking choke it!