There ain’t no glory in abortion
Playing with the forceps
Mutilating life
While you’re riding your high horses
The need for reinforcements
Rile up the forces
Just to chuck a Molotov
Upon your neighbor’s doorstep

Watching the inferno
Seeing it as victory
Violence on the innocent
To bloody up your history
Exalted adulations
In protests that mirror bigotry
The symmetry resounding
Your devotions lack validity

A mock upon equality
All animals amongst the zoo
I watch the circus acts
Giving credit where credit is due
A coat of many colors
In a spectacle for all to view
Until hysteria is lost
Leaving nothing left to pursue

Nothing ever changes
You fall straight back into the pits
As a victim in the mindset
And an endless need to (bĭch)
Woe...