Born Then Torn Apart Lyrics

	作曲 : Deeds Of Flesh
	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

	zuo qu : Deeds Of Flesh
	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 postbirth 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

	zuò qǔ : Deeds Of Flesh
	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 postbirth 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

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