Criaturas

Babies and eat and laugh
Fill yourself up as much as you can
Practice your vile acts
But remember they are women
They are poor souls
They are human beings
Sad creatures
Ah, why pervert sisters
With brutal madness
And babies and eat and laugh
Fill yourself up as much as you can
Practice your vile acts
But remember they are women
Remember that little flower girl
That you tore from the branch
Into a little prostitute, doctor
You turned her
And babies and eat and laugh
Fill yourself up as much as you can
Practice your vile acts
But remember they are women