Fiendish and crude   Froosty and lews   This is the life I have whored myself to   Spackled and battered and smothered and covered   And cleaving and cloven and bitter and blued   Your womb   Your breeding sac      Your womb is a membrane I must penetrate   Your womb is a sewer   I grunt at the grate   Your womb is a sewer   Your womb is manure   but still, I'm worse      My life is a sinkhole   Egregious and rude   Worm fested and filthy   Froosty and lewd   A womb with a view   When one becomes two   Fuck you   Never to matter the number of flies feasting the flab that bolsters your thighs   Your womb   Your breeding hive   Womb with a view   I see you      I was born   Deep in the void   Raped by millions I soon grew   Annoyed!      Could I somehow elope?   Like a molecule in a microscope   So your womb won't become the tomb of our dead baby   Never to matter the number of flies   Lapping the flab that bolsters your thighs   Womb with a view   When one becomes two   Fuck you      Your womb is a membrane I must penetrate   Your womb is a sewer   I grunt at the grate   Your womb is a sewer   Your womb is manure   But still, I'm worse