Wombraider

Once there was a docter so corrupted

inside his head things where a bit busted

By profession he was a gynaecologist

Unfortunately he also was a kind of a misogynist

He hated children too

saw them as a kind of goo

Thought it was his duty

to mismake them to prevail his self defined beauty

With the women he did nasty things

Cut off their fingers to steal their wedding rings

but that was not the worst to become of the story

His cutting tools will fulfill their part in pride and glory

He strapped them tight to the operation table

Instead of a scalpel he used a Japanese sable

An old one full of rust, dirty and blunt

Extracting the uteries from the womens' cunts

Preserved prematures hatched in glass jars

while the mothers kept in agony behind bars

A labyrinth of hoses connected to the unborn

the shrieks of death unfolds his deepest scorn

Awaiting a life of pain and misery

doomed to die before the age of three

Vicious experiments are done on the creatures

to enhance their grotesque features

A final and fatal infliction

by detrimental predilection

Tender pinkrose meat

is what mother now shall eat

Reluctant to consume the little pest

forcefeeding is what works best

Her final destiny is now at hand

both are reunited in the end