Thing Baby by Blister Unit Lyrics

Fattened by grubs, hairless and helpless
Distended belly protruding from swamp grass
The best gift a mother could ask for
To keep a thing-baby warm
To stung its growth, encase it in resin
Safe from the world and decomposition
Left to gestate, she always had an aversion to nesting
Mummification, the hardest crime to justify
One day you'll understand
I hope you never find me