Aborning by Wretched Lyrics

Awoke with a vicious grin in the phallus entrance
Hard from the mother's cries
Your infants hands are gripping flesh
Dying sweating storms, writhing on a gurney
Dreams of pleasure burning off in sheets
No time to sedate, this harlot must be seen at once
Protrusions rising from the skin
Underneath her gut are wearing thin
Now as your belly is split apart
A voice begins to whisper, "I have come for the light"
Arisen in shame, shrouded in filth
His starry eyes meet hers
I was borne by the sperent's spleen
In the bearing queen
I was borne by the sepent's spleen
Carried in the bearing queen
What a sultry wold god hath created
Showered with our pensions never earned
What a sultry wold god hath created
Showered with our pensions never earned
Fire rains down from the north
Carrying plagues and shedding skins
And thus the beast will lead his minions
Throughout the seas, covering all of the lands
He's got the world in his hands
Solace is all that he is seeking
Provisions nourishing the son of fallen kings
Atop of the highest tower in hell
Solace is all that he is seeking
One of these days you'll make it through
Without gouging your eyes out at my sight
Awoke with a vicious grin, I am the son