歌曲 | Hobo Stew |
歌手 | Broken Hope |
专辑 | The Bowels Of Repugnance |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Griffin, Hughes, Stanek ... | |
A certain human being, lowest form of scum | |
A sick individual, fetal cannibalizing bum | |
I have a hunger, it goes to an extreme extent, | |
Feeding out of abortion clinic bins wasn't meant | |
Most homeless hobos wait in line for goodwill soup, | |
Nasty me scrapes clinic dumpsters for aborted goop, | |
Earliest stages of development, | |
Since conception their future was dim, | |
Tasting the unborn upon a whim, | |
Unborn, aborted, because they were unwanted | |
Abortions to my feasting, horrid scenes of sick chagrin, | |
Unborn, immature and incomplete, | |
Delicious miscarriage meat | |
A succulent fetus treat, | |
Expulsion of the embryo, | |
A dinner bizarre for this hobo | |
Fetus eater, no meat is sweeter, | |
Ultrasound shows inside the womb, not upon my plate | |
Served with bread and greens, oh the generations | |
I've ateFrom the uterus bloodily spewed, | |
Aborted child now hobo food, | |
Fetus ripped from womb, | |
Disposed to be subjected to a culinary doom | |
My eating habits horribly crude, | |
Their rubbery textures | |
I have chewed, | |
Gulping down fetal slop, | |
Embryonic jelly on my lips and chin | |
Fetus eater no meat is sweeter | |
Since conception their future was dim, | |
Tasting the unborn upon a whim, | |
Fallopian wastes fill me to the brim, | |
Picking my teeth with a fetal limb. |
zuo ci : Griffin, Hughes, Stanek ... | |
A certain human being, lowest form of scum | |
A sick individual, fetal cannibalizing bum | |
I have a hunger, it goes to an extreme extent, | |
Feeding out of abortion clinic bins wasn' t meant | |
Most homeless hobos wait in line for goodwill soup, | |
Nasty me scrapes clinic dumpsters for aborted goop, | |
Earliest stages of development, | |
Since conception their future was dim, | |
Tasting the unborn upon a whim, | |
Unborn, aborted, because they were unwanted | |
Abortions to my feasting, horrid scenes of sick chagrin, | |
Unborn, immature and incomplete, | |
Delicious miscarriage meat | |
A succulent fetus treat, | |
Expulsion of the embryo, | |
A dinner bizarre for this hobo | |
Fetus eater, no meat is sweeter, | |
Ultrasound shows inside the womb, not upon my plate | |
Served with bread and greens, oh the generations | |
I' ve ateFrom the uterus bloodily spewed, | |
Aborted child now hobo food, | |
Fetus ripped from womb, | |
Disposed to be subjected to a culinary doom | |
My eating habits horribly crude, | |
Their rubbery textures | |
I have chewed, | |
Gulping down fetal slop, | |
Embryonic jelly on my lips and chin | |
Fetus eater no meat is sweeter | |
Since conception their future was dim, | |
Tasting the unborn upon a whim, | |
Fallopian wastes fill me to the brim, | |
Picking my teeth with a fetal limb. |
zuò cí : Griffin, Hughes, Stanek ... | |
A certain human being, lowest form of scum | |
A sick individual, fetal cannibalizing bum | |
I have a hunger, it goes to an extreme extent, | |
Feeding out of abortion clinic bins wasn' t meant | |
Most homeless hobos wait in line for goodwill soup, | |
Nasty me scrapes clinic dumpsters for aborted goop, | |
Earliest stages of development, | |
Since conception their future was dim, | |
Tasting the unborn upon a whim, | |
Unborn, aborted, because they were unwanted | |
Abortions to my feasting, horrid scenes of sick chagrin, | |
Unborn, immature and incomplete, | |
Delicious miscarriage meat | |
A succulent fetus treat, | |
Expulsion of the embryo, | |
A dinner bizarre for this hobo | |
Fetus eater, no meat is sweeter, | |
Ultrasound shows inside the womb, not upon my plate | |
Served with bread and greens, oh the generations | |
I' ve ateFrom the uterus bloodily spewed, | |
Aborted child now hobo food, | |
Fetus ripped from womb, | |
Disposed to be subjected to a culinary doom | |
My eating habits horribly crude, | |
Their rubbery textures | |
I have chewed, | |
Gulping down fetal slop, | |
Embryonic jelly on my lips and chin | |
Fetus eater no meat is sweeter | |
Since conception their future was dim, | |
Tasting the unborn upon a whim, | |
Fallopian wastes fill me to the brim, | |
Picking my teeth with a fetal limb. |