She lives a life of pleasure and sin She dug the hole she'd soon be in Crawled around in filth Lost her soul in the gutter
Like fire through her veins, it rages The life inside her is wasted There's no pain, there's no love Too great to keep her will Behind the alley inside a dump Abort her fetus, back in the run
A massive shock soon overcomes her A burst of blood deep inside her Infectious scars - her shredded womb Death streaking glare without a fear
Narcotic gaze starts to excite her She falls prey to habit She's on her back to spread disease Circle of life consumes
There's no remorse, there's no regret The life she took, so she can trip again
Abort, breeders of death Deny the gift of life
Cuts and bruises on her head In the gutter, left for dead