My wife has been long pregnant, i'm tired of her whining
Deep inside my sick mind i fantasize of dining
Her different moods are really getting on my nerves
I see the dinner ready, with her fetus served
I wait as she goes to sleep. i stay silently still
Grinning by myself, soon i'll get my fill
Slowly i reach to my sharp kitchen knife
Feel the adrenaline rush as i stab my wife
Never will you moan, you spoiled whore
Rage is filling me, i carve another sore
I cut her stomach open and gut her like a pig
Time for her to die, impale her eye with my dick
Fetus on the floor, i urinate and stomp on it
I hang the dead whore and beat it with a stick
Like a human piñata, bruised and fucking beaten
I plunge my head into uterus, she surely will get eaten
Oh i love the taste of newly deceased flesh
Cut off her fingers and with them i play a little chess
Roast the pieces of her butt and soon i'll have a feast
More and more i crave, cannot satisfy this inner beast
