Infanticide - Anvil

There are many faces of death

But none as horrific as the irrational slaying of innocent infants

The committing of infanticide

New born innocent victim

Killed by Mother’s infliction

Psychotropic sickness

There will be no forgiveness

Severe mental psychosis

A state of non compos mentis

Blood that’s frozen frigid

A heart of hardened ice

A breath of death to warm her

As she makes the sacrifice

Infanticide

Infanticide

Post Partum depression

The dying child’s convulsion

Vicious act of madness

Emotional breakdown and sadness

Cold and callous

Mean and malice

Sad but true

Nothing you can do

Death desire that can’t be tamed

Overflow her brain

For this death she’s not to blame

You know that she’s insane

Psychoactive chemicals affecting all perception

Termination elimination the removal of all conception

From the womb to the grave

How can we conceive

Trauma stricken mother

Sits crying in disbelief

Hormonal dysfunction

The innocent child’s destruction

Born to die

Weeping mothers cry

Nothing but waste

Consequences faced

Cold and callous

Mean and malice

Sad but true

Nothing you can do

Demonic possession

Said to leave this message

Overpowering emotion

The mother and child’s devotion

Blood that’s frozen frigid

A heart of hardened ice

A breath of death to warm her

As she makes the sacrifice