Low life whalers

The lowest form of life
Icelandic whalers
A pregnant whale today
Was murdered she
Was carrying her baby
When the HvalAr 8 came by
And what did they do
They killed her brazenly

Their belligerent and insulting
Course of action
Defying all humanity
To kill
All The blood of that endangered fin whale
Into the salty ocean it did spill

Her cries were heard around the world
Like crazy
She swam in peace but Iceland
Brought her war
Annus horriblis
Calamitous and wretched
She died The barpoon
Reached her very core

Her baby too was torn up
And left broken
The poor mite a lost child
Not even born
The murderous face of iceland.
With all her vile intention
Treated with the epitome of scorn

Totally unemotional these robots
Heartless brutes who slaughter angels they
Cant imagine suffering
Cant imagine torment
That mother died in agony today
She knew her child was also being sacrificed
Iceland tried to cover up their ploy
They are total bastards with nothing between their ears
And the baby and its mother were pure joy