Devoted, loving oh sweet mother, I shall deprive you of the life burning in your womb
Justifiable homicide toward the filth lurking inside
Your joy soon to be, will satisfy my hunger don’t you see?
Distorted to the reality of your need to bring more disease amongst us,
I’d rather be choking on the aborted,
Then allow simple creation of man.
I see you trembling for its life, begging and praying to God,
But only I am here before you.
Seeing life, I now know I could easily take it,
If it means your progenies will never inherit the world.
Ripping at your flesh, I see extreme horror drape over your pale face
As all of my hate penetrates your plump belly, I show you the living that was once in you
Shoving it down my throat, gagging on it squirming limbs leaping for escape,
I see your faith has finally left you,
As I am choking on the aborted,
I now know how God felt.

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN