Clit Ripper Starved To Death
Infant-- starved to death
Rotted flesh-- aligns my crib
[Chorus:]
Redirect my fate
Only so much a man can take
Reconnect your corpse
Flesh and blood no more
Mother-- wretched whore
Betray-- my father's trust
[Chorus]
Innocence is relative
Marked for death,
Not to forgive
My flesh replaced with
Cold, frail glass
Life and death is relative
Father-- not himself
Must make-- the crying stop
[Chorus]