Scent Of Flesh - Living But Stillborn lyrics

Into this world New child is horn And they feel joy Watch children grow If he or she Grows old enough Small hands carry Bomb is a gun Mission to k** Purpose lo die From womb to atrocity Give them as your sacrifice And madly you reproduce And feel joy as they explode Bring honor and glory As you die in your duly Proud lather so pleased As you k** and are k**ed Living but stillborn Inhumane unholy Live to k** k** and die