Unborn Child Blues
Curled up inside the claustrophobic gore Pulsating rhythms beating out the score Tired of endless waiting Cramped and suffocating You yearn to find out what life has in store Unborn child don’t worry There is no need to hurry There’ll be no easy ride Waiting on the other side You float around in embryonic gel Its darker than a tomb and hot as hell Tired of endless dreaming Senses are all screaming Frustrated in your human prison cell Unborn child don’t worry There is no need to hurry There’ll be no easy ride Waiting on the other side Look forward to the day you will be free But darkness is all that you can foresee So tired of being curled Inside your gloomy world When you escape how joyful it will be Unborn child don’t worry There is no need to hurry There’ll be no easy ride Waiting on the other side Now you don’t have to suffer any more You’re sliding out thro rebirth’s open door You’re happy to be freed Soon your heart will bleed When you find out what life has got in store
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