Mother of six mentally ill
Murder and torture randomly
Cradle of love never unlocked
Children in pain trapped indoors

Envy to a daughter jealous for the body
She never had and will never have
Dorcing to eat till she feels sick
Burning her legs as she munchs the rest

She never had a way to escape
She never knew for sure the pain
A mother could put through her
Twisted mind sadistic method for crime

Distorted and vile she takes a gun
Opens the grave a shot in her chest
Wounded and scrawny no surgeon at home
Dying in pain with four days in lock

A mode to perceive it killing for a living
Feeding a mind that never adjusted
Slaying the world she supposed to die for
Nothing will change this fucking brainstorm