.Drag the nuns from their rooms.
It's finally time to extract the bastards from their wombs.
Their hands are bound and then they're gagged for surgery.
Punctured with a rusted blade, then I force my fingers in the wound.
I stretch it till the flesh has torn; with my filthy hands I rip it .
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