Plugged into the socket Leads attached to twitching skin Ignite the squirming foetus To dissolve it from within
The uterus aspirated foeticide Suction catheter eradicating your insides
Foeticides done daily Frying them inside the womb Electrocuting embryos In their sterile tomb
Your cervix an abscess foeticide Pumped out by your gynaecologist your insides
Spasmodic convulsions of pleasure are gained Pumping the boiling gunge as you languish in pain Scouring out the womb from the effervescing rot Scrubbing-brush comes in handy to clean out all the clots
Electrodes buzz with power Visceral muscle is charred black Melting bone, frying aqueous humour A dignified death is what you lack
