Nursling Specimen Formaldehyde Suspension by Intracranial Purulency Lyrics
A sterile moisture-infiltrated set of walls
Surround you hanged off the ceiling watching
As neon lights paint you of a pale green color
Celebrating my promiscuity
Splurging my sticky goey seed
On a fucking pregnant obese
Merging the boundaries
Of pleasure and suffering
I throw a jab on your baby bump
Dangling I stir your insides up
With it what I achieve to get
It's the falling out of your amniotic sac
One more fetus to add to my trophy shelf
Bringing relief to my loneliness
Their little limbs folded towards the glass
Suspended into formaldehyde
The nurslings are wrapped in the liquid
No life is now left in them
And with your ultimate life breath
You exhale a scream
A scream of pure horror
After seeing your unborn child
Becoming just another one
Of my dusty ornaments
Surround you hanged off the ceiling watching
As neon lights paint you of a pale green color
Celebrating my promiscuity
Splurging my sticky goey seed
On a fucking pregnant obese
Merging the boundaries
Of pleasure and suffering
I throw a jab on your baby bump
Dangling I stir your insides up
With it what I achieve to get
It's the falling out of your amniotic sac
One more fetus to add to my trophy shelf
Bringing relief to my loneliness
Their little limbs folded towards the glass
Suspended into formaldehyde
The nurslings are wrapped in the liquid
No life is now left in them
And with your ultimate life breath
You exhale a scream
A scream of pure horror
After seeing your unborn child
Becoming just another one
Of my dusty ornaments