They got away

Bitter disappointment
And disillusionment
For the viking retards
Many of them spent
Working up their appetite
Thwarted by it all
The night fell in appropriately
And soon did overhaul
Their blood lust
Just imagine it
With knives they waited long
The Danish warship in the bay
Proving just how strong
They all were
But our mother the goddess of the sea
Put up the night drawn curtain
And the whales swam off to be

In their own sweet freedom
They would not again be
Obliterated from this earth
For all eternity
Cut to ribbons climbed upon
By faroes children who
Are retards trained by their parents
Who all do what they do

Have no respect for wildlife
And show contempt as well
Will sit on the decapitated
Victims lost in hell
Will watch the unborn ripped away
Their spirits drawn and lost
These are children afterall
And what iscthe mean cost

These whales fought hard
And they got away
The pod would live for
Another day
Expectation on their minds
Really feeling all the signs
Of life again as far away
From the killing beaches
And crimson spray

From the inbred fareoese
With their flashy knives
Spelling of course our vile demise
Torn a’sunder one by one
Bleeding out under the sun
Surely not what the world
should have done

Bodies stockpiled in their barns
Telling each other wayward yarns
Smoke and air dried stacks there be
Of crudely seasoned blubbery
Slaughtered families
Lost and gone
Drained of their life,s blood
Upon

Thise rabid beaches lost for sure
Full of wretched doom and gore
Homeopathically censured by
The great HAnneman From the sky
Was Long amd low in windy times
Their blood and guts the doseage climbs
Leaving a perfect residue
And a karmic debt for all of you