.I was born with a birthmark of cinders
Debris cast from the stars and Mother>
A ring of bright slaughter, I spat in the waters
Of life that ran slick from the stabwounds in Her>
Dub Me Lord Abortion, the living dead
The bonesaw on the backseat
On this bitter night of givin.
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