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• Artiste: Deeds Of Flesh
• Titre: Born Then Torn Apart
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Feeding Cranial juices Toxins for human greed For pleasure Where life turns Into a morbid reality Infant site helplessly In the crib Not sleeping for a week and spun The mother's thoughts swirls into darkness She doesn't know what she's doing The post-birth stress is unbearable So she does the unthinkable Grabbing her child by the throat She throws it against the wall Snapping it's delicate neck But that's just the beginning She doesn't know When to stop Repeatedly She punches and kicks She killed her baby The red fluid starts to flow Born then torn apart Though already dead She continues Stabbing away at the infant with her bare hands Skin and muscle thrown about the room Lifeless headless skeletal infant sitting in Her hands She passes out Then wakes two days later Seeing what she's done She deservingly Takes her life And the ties Between flesh and blood Is now a Another victim to be murdered