ZIMA23 (2008) - Fetal Infection (by G.G.F.H.) | Текст песни

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• ZIMA23 (2008)
• Fetal Infection (by G.G.F.H.)

I need fetal skulls,
To hang on my walls.
I've got a whole collection.
I've got a fetal infection.

Into the maternity ward late at night,
I find one that's nice and ripe.
One slice and mommy's wasted,
Won't be happy 'til it's blood I've tasted.

I've got a whole collection.
I've got a fetal infection... fuck.

Rip out baby only six months old,
Watch it's body steam out in the cold.
Cut it at the neck and watch the body fall,
The head is the only thing I want at all.

I need fetal skulls,
To hang on my walls.
I've got a whole collection.
I've got a fetal infection.

As I recline in my dimly lit room,
I pretend it's my own tomb.
Got a glass case full of bone,
Not gonna share it, cause it's my own.
My infection, it runs deep.
Children's skulls, I do keep.

I need fetal skulls,
To hang on my walls.
I've got... I've got... a whole collection.
I've got a fetal infection.

Some mothers may think I'm ill,
It's the infection that makes me kill,
Fresh young skulls give me a thrill.
Don't smoke dope and I don't pop pills,
Only laugh, and kill and kill and kill.

I need fetal skulls,
To hang on my walls.

You ask why I do it, why am I so sick.
It must have come from the end of my father's dripping dick.
Cause I remember being trapped in the womb,
I was caught and I was doomed.
No escape from my mother's tomb.
Someone could've cut me out, set me free,
Released my soul - Cut the head off me.

I need fetal skulls,
To hang on my walls.
I've got a whole collection.
I've got a fetal infection.

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