Sanctimonious, reproduce to repent

Nurture the unloved

And drag them out as spiritual waste

Waste, spiritual waste



Move those pious hands off that which isn't yours

Hers are hallowed parts

Governed by her right to choose

Choose, right to choose



If as you say life is so sacred

Why is quality of life an after thought?



Blows to the body

Plunder and rule, most personal of property



Murder on the unborn

Yet some newborn die a thousand times



And if, as you say, life is so sacred

Why is quality of life an after thought?



Blows to the body



The seed is sown, she reaps the harvest

Therefore she controls the earth

Governed by, governed by a right to choose



Controlling a womb

Does not make her a vehicle

She dictates the terms



Governed by, governed by a right to choose



Governed by, governed by a right to choose