Fetus in fetu

Condemned to give birth
Cursed with a boy or a girl
Come to me angel of death
Tak a life, mom or child, do your best

A nocturnal embryo
Lit by the sinners glow
A cry from depths below
Bids you welcome to the lowest low

Fetus in fetu is what I am she sighed
I took the step back from pristine butterfly
To cocoon inside my very own child
Like a wet white wrap around a shotgun bride

The flames an grief collide
Stoked by the irons I slide
Try as I will, and I’ve tried
I can’t slip the needle inside

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