Their world of sound

Abstract relations
SEa World creates
Chemical pools
With big steel gates
A concentration of torture and pain
Of poor nutrition
And a life spent in vain

We use the word voiceless
But it’s not true
We are the heartless
For what we do
We cannot hear them
Their singing tone
Is advanced language
As it’s been shown

Each pod is a family each family can speak
It’s their own dialect
So now to seek
Out all cetaceans and Just say they
Are voiceless is wrong
It’s the corporate way

Of spreading Their lies
And running their show
Brainwashing customers
As we well know
Shamu toys and lie on lie
A meaty profit
And margins so high

ORca’s and Dolphins
intrinsically
Are meant to be out there
Far Into the sea
That’s the true story
That’s what they do
It is where all of their dreams
Still Come true

The unreality of this new place
Everything’s blue
We have to face
The consequences of prison life
Of biting the bars
And terrible strife

Inbred captives
Washed up, they
Bred in the bone
Rich in dismay
Projecting chaos
Accruing woe
Racing each other
As some may know

MIami Seaworld
The fantasy
Bears no relation
To reality
It’s corporate speak
To the brainwashed hordes
Who come through the turnstiles
And fall on their swords

It’s an ugly unnatural
World down there
The pools of chlorineThat
THat they all share
Uncontrasting and characterless
A monotone that’s so high on stress
They follow routine
Each chorus wills
Helped along by dead fish
And pills

Many of the trainers
Who did their stint
And probably hoped to make a mint
Were really disturbed at what they all ysaw
And what they listened to more and more
An assortment of lies and puffing came
Really from SeaWorld’s zombie fame
This is a hell hole painted blue
An image that was never true

Behind the scene much did Go wrong
No cetacean living does belong
In this chemical soup of inequality
Of disparate views no one would see
It’s imitation. So false and wrong
A disequilibrium for a song
Their greatness is everything
AS is their play
Go out on a boat and ride on the bay

Feel the freedom their playful might
As fast as the boat and so full of light
Not left on the surface languid and bare
As mosquitos and sun burns those unaware
They are always aware always on form
Down In the depths and out at the Dawn
Awakening spirits
Theirs and ours too
To the glorious life
God given all through

To the Japanese
The fisherman who
Sail from Taiji
Wanting to do
To cause utter chaos
Infused walls of sound
Dragging their spirits
That do so abound

all through Japan
More fisherman do
Slaughter in thousands
The bottle nose crew
Whole family trees wiped out in one sweep
Murdering bastards
They should die in their sleep

The screams of the babies the mothers as well
The ocean is turned into something like hell
Blood in the water gore everywhere
The japanese fisherman men of despair
They are insignificant transient shits
Never accountable really now it’s
A lost world for dolphins caught in their traps
Tangled in netting laid by these saps
Some twenty thousands a season do die
And it’s done pretty quietly under the sky

TAIJI sees the action the pithing the pain
The squalor the blood lust and the awful refrain
Their imperfections they are second rate
Murderous cowards who create the fate
Of so many families whose freedom is whole
Wasted and lost each sacrificed soul

Some of the Sea World trainers explained
The lies and the falsehoods of Corporate gains
The lack of cohesion coursing through their veins
The bottom line and the margins they make
Made up with half meAsures yes
They make their cake
And they do want to eAt it all
That is their way
Alien methods apparently pay

Complete disharmony
A shambles in fact
Rape goes on often
The males want to take
Their power back its sinful
But they get away
For they cannot escapeAnd
And so they do pay

Dead fish will never take the place
Of those caught
Wild whilst their swimming
It’s all about thought
The hunting their choice,
What they want and they see
Not a bucket of slops
Dead and smelly

Each animal is likely to be on its own
From alien pods if the truth was known
This is unnatural yes this is wrong
Raking and raping goes on all along
They break up their teeth on the gates
And then they
Need dental treatment l
or else’s they will pay

Infections inspections the sections do seem
Vast inflammation and frequently
Those captive born know no naturalness they
Would not have a clue out there in the bay
Their languor and torpor commonplace here
But not in the wilds where they fly like a spear
Quicksilver dynamite just watch them go
Thrust full and zestful as well we all know.

Disposable Dolphins coined out of this mire
Robots tank creatures
Whose lifestyle is dire
Who depend of sea world.
For their every breath
For all the deAd fish
And their distance from death

It’s all a big fantasy
CeNtrality
Around and around
Unlike the sea
No where to dive to
No living soul
No true alignment
Only one goal

To do silly tricks
In a circus of pain
Do what they are tied to
That’s how they train
Half starve the youngsters
So that they can
Take every rider delivered by man

Full marks to the teamWho created this scape
And called it blue freedom
And all the red tape that sea world
Creates everyday every place
With its lies and it’s false claims
And every case

Of injury happening denied as we know
Trainers have perished all part of the show
victims of arrogance and no empathy
Overstepping their markers that we could see
Despite all the criticism
It’s bums on seats
The cuddly toys
And assorted treats
It’s the big universe
SEa Wirld who claim
They are the knowledge
The eternal flame

In fact they are killing
The animals there
And dragging their feet
And driving them spare
In the wild open oceanGreat
Great depths they can dive
Coming back up for air
With their will to survive
In these ghastly tanks
Some never came back
They laid on the bottom
They did attack
Playing at suicide
That’s what we hear
Living their lives
In a great ugly sphere

Half prison half circus
Where physical pain
Comes at all levels again and again
Mentally broken too
Suffering so
The clangour of humans
When the audience grow

All that rock musicBellowing out
The crowds of loonies
In just no doubt
All being brainwashed
On ice cream and coke
On aspartame that also does soak

Into their brains urging them to a high
Their sense of hearing and wondering why!
much stays unanswered
As does belief
So much expectation
A blatant relief
Anger is manifest when one just sees
The size of the animals
That they dare squeeze
Into a dead tank the ignorant few
Who paint all the walls
And the bottom bright blue