I see her in the fog, so fucking happy, so fucking careless Her tummy, Oh, how sweet she's going to become a mommy I grab her by long hair and like the tears of her eyes Salty taste Bitter criesmy laughter The shiny knife is in my hand, my best friend I split her stomach wide-open, river of guts Her eyes turn gray, no light in them for thousand years Her lungs lay near my feet, they tease my heart, I want to eat But the baby was inside, Oh what a joy its still alive I turn it upside down, ass in the air, screams everywhere The tube is placed in hole, I start to suck its shit My abortion, my dinner