Extra Uterine Pregnancy

Open stomach, torn and bloody
Repulsive smell, your innards are rotting
The dissection case with forks and spoons
Is provided for your mangled womb
Inside succus, guts, and bile, the molten baby being kept alive
I cut its shrunken head in two and drink from a cup its rancid juice

I would like to rip it out and raped with my tools
I smash a hammer to is head and beat it until it's dead

I astraddle mother's legs
Her cunt is corroded and red
I slade my hand inside her vagina and eat the embryo without nausea
Baptized your dead baby in its erupted chyme
Realize it can't be reanimated and its dead was slow and fine