MK Ultra Trance

Produced,Arranged,Composed & Performed by Beau Phillips
Copyright 2023 All Rights Reserved
Lyrics
It's a living thing inside you
Take flight little baby she'll wayside you
They said we choose our parents
But I must confide in you
Babies don't choose one who would infanticide you
Deny you a chance to breathe the heavenly air and dance
If my mother told my father the truth
I would've died in her womb
Sometimes secrets are due to save a little baby
There are vultures who feast upon the innocent
They go to the market
Hellbroth ingredients
Planned Parenthood helps them achieve it
Yes those who run the world
Coven dwelling skyclad loving
Ceremonial magick they need fresh blood
So maybe the clinic is a necessary evil coz without it
The kidnapping would reach tower of babel heights
Just as smithian prophets
Foretold the news of the world to stop it
You went to the cemetry gates of bills dad to drop it off
It's sad that babies born into the protective arms of the state
Are collected as poppets and taxonomized to create an alter
If my mother told my father the truth
I would've died in her womb
Sometimes secrets are due to save a little baby
There are vultures who feast upon the innocent
They go to the market
Hellbroth ingredients
Planned Parenthood helps them achieve it
Yes those who run the world
Coven dwelling skyclad loving
Ceremonial magick they need fresh blood
So maybe the clinic is a necessary evil coz without it
The kidnapping would reach tower of babel heights
It's a living thing inside you
Take flight little baby she'll wayside you
They said we choose our parents
But I must confide in you
Babies don't choose one who would infanticide you
Deny you a chance to breathe the heavenly air and dance