In Mourning For The Stillborn Lyrics - Vendetta Red

No pictures no prize no truth 

we couldn't talk about it 

No time for goodbye's 

all good baby's go to heaven 

Disgusted despised 

you see her sweet spirit ascending 

Tomorrow we'll cry 

console each other in the family. 

Life line lost love 

Your destiny is beckoning, 

In truth we couldn't talk about it. 

The fetus gave me the nod and said 

no infants carcass 

will ruin my sleep. 

This story's good but needs an ending.