Ripped
by Dead Pharisees

lyrics by: Scrybe

My hands are clamped twixt cold, iron bars
a pull, a twist, there go my arms!
My body quivers with pain and agony
My head rears, I scream silently
I cry a cry that can't be heard
No one cares that a death has occured
Now my legs, one's severed in two Others yanked for its socket, blood spews!

Chorus:
I'm being ripped to shreds
Are you some kind of imbecile
I'm being ripped to shreds
You say it's nothing but a legal kill
I'm being ripped to shreds
You don't acknowledge that I'm alive
I'm being ripped to shreds
This is a plan that Satan devised
I'm being ripped to shreds
Am I really just a hunk of meat?
I'm being ripped to shreds
Don't you notice the heart that beats
I'm being ripped to shreds and you don't care

If I had limbs, they would be writhing
No one seems to notice that I'm dying
My body quivers with pain and agony
My head rears, I scream silently
I cry a cry that can't be heard
No one cares that a death has occured
A quadraplegic, what a way to go
Most people shrug their shoulders and say

Chorus

Now a sharp pain pierces my chest cavity
How can you ignore this awful savagery
It hurts, it hurts! My body contracts
It hurts! why am I being attacked
I'll have a terrible life you claim
A life full of suffering and pain
But why can't I just have a chance, one try?
But it's my mother's choice, so I die

Chorus

My life may be bad, but which is worse?
It's that or torn up and thrown out by a nurse
Do you get it now? Do you see the light?
What this songs about? Here's a hint:
Choice or life. We are telling you the baby's side
too many preborns, have died
Women say they have the right to choose
But what would they say if they were in the
child's shoes. Let me explain our side to you
You are murdering innocent defenseless people,
And we're not going to stand
Here picking our noses while you do it!!!
This is a call to arms!
Yes, there is need for alarm!
God will judge you, but he leaves it up to us to
stop you. So I'm calling the remnant together!
In the masses we will gather!
As we said, this battle isn't against woman or man
But against satan, with prayer, we'll ruin his plan
But it can't stop at that, we must get off our butts
There's more to do, let's get our of our ruts
How hard is it to get some paper and a pen
And write a letter? Let's start, Begin!!!

Chorus

A blade of steel coming down
Piercing through my soft crown
My jaw drops as convulsions shake my body
All is still, they've done it, they've terminated me.


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