I know where Hell is Today and probably everyday

The undisputed champions
Of vileness to pigs anywhere
Has to be Australia
A Land of sunshine
To beware
Lucent shows us that Hell is here
It’s of our making
With all the fear
That any man just anywhere
Could conjure up from dark despair

These filthy sheds
House pigs my friend
Intelligent hogs and I Will defend
Their honour for they are real clean
They dump away from the family scene
But not in these sheds here is where
They shit their hearts out
And live, and share

Each has a personality
Social animals
Honestly
They sleep with each other
They build a nest
With instinctive knowledge
They do know best

Maternally sound
They raise their young
They respond to their names
They remain unsung
And all of that is forgotten here
For they suffer the opposite
And that is clear

Animal welfare none much here
Farrowing crates soon do appear
This is a factory why don’t they
Make amendments right away
It’s just a prison cramped and tight
Animal welfare that’s all shite
Evil ugly torture here
Fly infested ear to ear

These are animals to be eaten by
You, no doubt so I wonder why
These fiend like corporation men
Treat these animals tell me when
Anyone would expect to be
Given a life so threateningly
A mother lying on her back
Beetles and lice they just attack
She can’t move this way, she can’t move that
She sleeps in her shit that’s where she’s at

Lying for 6 weeks at a time
Immersed in all that swill and slime
Bloody great sores festering so
She can move her snout just about
You know
She can see ahead of her, and hear the cries
In these open beds she can realise
What man has given her, a family
Then raped again successfully

The babies are born sweet little mites
What’s ahead what’s in their sights
Torn off testicles ripped off tails
A broken neck if all else fails
Imagine creation observing all this
It’s miracle should just be bliss
But in man hell it’s terror and
horror for who dares understand

The lack of true light from the sky
The lack of sunshine where they lie
The lack of air of wind of breeze
The lack of rain to come to tease
Just artificial light all day
All night the blight what can one say
Many still born piglets lie
All red and swollen born to die
Observant of the climate here
Horror terror disease and fear

Who would open their precious eyes
Once they could just realise
The sombre state the obscure world
In which sadly they had been hurled
The moonless starless sunless space
And the faintness of the human race
The ghoulish handlers hitlers men
Throwbacks from I don’t know when

Undefined deceptive brutes
Dressed up in their boiler suits
Expletives thrown about the place
Electric prods right in your face
Ululating everywhere screams and howling
That will tear
Ones heart out such a racket we
Hear the piercing cacophony

How do they cope without going mad
Just viewing this film has made me sad
I feel the tears well up in me
It’s malice and venom and malignancy
There is no benevolence here and about
Nobody cares there is no doubt
They are resented It’s grim and wrong nobody there to sing their song
Ominousness challenges,threaten them, they
Cannot wait till judgement day

Sows some die they cannot feed they cannot drink
Some may bleed
No veterinary comes to call
Absolutely no help at all
You just die In Whatever pain
And hope you never come back again
Anger is filling the space with awe
Infestation oh yes and more
Un beholden unmindful git’s
One look at them would give you the shits

What was their birthright what would they do
Open their eyes and just see you
See an activist caring would be
More in fact than they will ever see
No compensation nothing at all
Too weak and helpless there is no rule
Of thumb for piglets it’s just survive
There is no charter you dig or dive

There is indignity and lack of respect
Your under valued no one is checked
There is an irreverence it’s everywhere
Sarcastic and scurrilous and so unfair
Up to their shoulders in smelly diarrhoea
Snubbed and rebuked just everywhere
A lack of conscience is what you can say
Hangs in the air and reminds you to pay

Closer attention to just standing still
degenerating iniquities pill
Is, just stay the course till your time has come
When you are off to be gassed by one of the dumb
Heavy and deadly and monstrous and black
Wait to be threatened and stabbed in the back
It’s truly wickedness and complicity
That drives us to death with a hope to be free

Look at us look at our suffering here
Prolapse is commonplace and yes more fear
Flies and those maggots the festering smell
Of internal organs now outside as well
Purple and crimson and and venous and dark
Hell cannot be worse it’s no walk in the park
Here for us injured and waiting to die
And anything they tell you it is a lie

Sometimes they expect us to stand up each day
From the farrowing crates where we were forced to lay
They beat us with paddles and shock us as well
It’s unjustifiable I have to tell
You humans who read this all of this is true
How we are suffering because of you
You want to eat us why is that so
If you saw how we live here you would not want to know

Up to our eyes in shit maggots and snot
The farmers are bastards we want them to rot
Outside with the dead ones they compost and we
Want those farmers out there for ever to be
Rotting alongside our brothers for they
Are chucked In great heaps just to rot away
They use the pork stork on us drenched in boar cum
It’s in our vagina’s would you like some

We’re fucked 3 or 4 times and that is our lot
After all that we are put on the spot
It’s off to the slaughterhouse that’s where we pay
We have had our share of life that’s what they say
Now it’s our death yes it’s payback time
For living in sin on a hot bank of slime
It’s a permanent marker that’s scrawled on our back
Cull or destroy The inglorious whack
We know what’s coming egregious pain
We know our life’s over yes it is insane

Many already half eaten below
The intestines pulled out
You would not want to know
But I have to tell you the agony here
It’s black and so slack
Though you don’t want to hear
You just have to listen
You humans have to see
What human beings are doing to me

We end our lives
It’s a terrible state
Nobody loves us
We get a date
When the lorry comes
And we’re carted away
To be gassed and be done with, us
Soon anyway
Our dance of death sees us kicking away
Throats slit bled out
At the end of the day
Australian pigs have had it okay
We swing in the light at the end of our day
Throttled and slaughtered
Our blood fountain spews
Our life has ended
Which is pretty good news
Perhaps not for us
Or our family abroad
But for our parents
Who get some reward
From the fact we are helping to get matters straight
And find a sanctuary
And hope it is great
Someone who loves us
Someone who cares
Someone who feeds us
And answers our prayers
Someone with morals
A Temple to where
We can visit the chapel
And know you are there