Think of them as a three year old child
Their intelligence is such
Being cajoled off these trucks
By morons out of touch
Workers out in China
Who have nothing between their ears
But blood and guts and fly blown shit
For they fail to feel those fears
Those poor pigs high on life
The last thing on their minds is death
They want to be where they were put
They want to share the breath
They can see their comrades lying
Having been forced off the truck
Really those perpetrators
Should be pushed to what the fcuk!
You can see their disposition
Yet those pigs their fear their pain
Pushed and prodded to their death
Struggling in vain
To discover you are going to die
In a very painful way
The absurdity of all of this
And why you should have to pay
The insanity of human unkind
Their certifiability
They should be taken and locked in chains
For all of this futility
I cannot begin to understand
The folly of these fools
Are they diseased what is a matter
Such action it appals
They had an expectation
Of a life and now its done
They had some optimism
They could feel the sun
Waiting now to be propelled
Into this massive grave
With nobody to save them
No matter how brave
One after another
Crashing down they go
Broken limbs and dreadful pain
One look and we know
What the hell is happening
Why do we ever do
Such evil to our earthling friends
But clearly this story is true
You clearly have no feeling
Your hearts are thick with grease
You have no brain to think with
Your lives they ought to cease
Being part of this holocaust
For that is what it is
Is it an insurance claim
If so its not the biz
Their suffering really suffering
Emotionally we can see
Screaming at the top of their voices
Praying to be free
And you you men do you just pack up
When every pig is inside
And go home to your families
And probably not confide
The evilness of your bosses
Whoever the hell they are
Who arrange this vile debacle
Who terrorise and scar
The most beautiful of animals
With so much sense and thought
You just go home and watch TV
Knowing karma will have brought
You and all of your family
For this wretched death toll they
And you have witnessed and brought about
On this vile and violent day
How you can let this happen
Be part of such a thing
Be paid for murdering female pigs
And use some of it for bling
For your lady friend is it possible
That this could be how she
Gets whatever brooch she wanted
All of it down to thee
You you bloody thirsty rotters
Who attended at this crime
Be aware the gods are coming
And not before due time