Lirieke: Anvil. Worth The Weight. Infanticide.
There are many faces of death
But none as horrific as the irrational slaying of innocent infants
The committing of infanticide
New born innocent victim
Killed by Mother's infliction
Psychotropic sickness
There will be no forgiveness
Severe mental psychosis
A state of non compos mentis
Blood that's frozen frigid
A heart of hardened ice
A breath of death to warm her
As she makes the sacrifice
Anvil
Gewilde versoeke
Onlangse versoeke