Letra da Música Born Into Pain de Skewered

Born into pain and the feeling of shit
Turning her womb to a filthy cesspit
Leaving her bloody, unconscious from pain
Not to be woken, not ever again

Crying for ma, though she lays there dead
Two hundred stitches from squeezing your head
Your father is sobbing, his loved one is dead
Meant to be happy, left with you instead

Born into pain
He tried to be happy, not just content
A constant reminder, his wife is now dead
Slowly he's plotting to take his revenge
Wait 'til you're sleeping, to chop off your head

Lying in bed, peacefully asleep
In comes your father, slowly he creeps
Bat in his hand, crushing your head
Continuously beating 'til you too are dead
Why did, why'd she die?
It is all your fault
I hate you for this