Abortion By Muriatic Acid

I'm dying in the place of my conception, my future - genetic
Scum, what
Corrodes my home, injected in the uterus, pain all over my
Surface, they don't
Want my life, do they, i'm a negative element in their life, the
Negative
Element which will be killed, by muriatic acid, i feel blood, i
Feel blood in
My liquid, i don't know why,they want my death, i pucker up my
Face, who will
Help me, in my future - ash, who feels the unborn tears, in
Mixture of blood
And the foetic liquid, it's so sinister to me, i'm a fetus
Bringer of sorrow
And pain, they feel antipathy for me, my tissue is corroded by
Muriatic acid,
Who knows that i feel pain - science, my life draws to an end,
Who killed me?